Текст песни Ornament

You buried me in the treasures Heavy laden with your decorated guilt And the more you judged me for your pain The more the strangling weeds would claim I became an ornament for the shelf Locked up inside yourself Soon you're picking all the petals that haven't already fell Remnants of something dead to haunt the shelf Remnants of something dead that haunts I thought I gave enough but I guess it wasn't all that you ever wanted I thought I gave enough but I guess it was never enough