If I had a garden I'd probably forget to water it If I had an orchard I'd still be a piece of shit Cause life is always all about winning Lately I'm losing my pleasure in sinning You always lived with such regret Always told lies to forget You always said that I don't believe in love It hurts when you learn you shouldn't believe in much Like blue skies before the clouds come rolling in Like mourning towards the setting sun Trees shed tears when the wind blows soft