When the trees bloom
In the pinnacle of spring
I feel like I can't breathe
Anything
When the days are hot
My body is cold and feverish
Lillies are so beautiful
But I itch when they flourish
I love you
Your pink and purple hues
You light up my fuse
But I'm allergic to you
When the sky is full of white
You kill me slow and quiet
You make me grasp for more
Every fallen petal makes me sore
And when the bees set upon you
I start to resent you (you)
As they soak up your nectar
Lily, you are my director
I love you
Your pink and purple hues
You light up my fuse
But I'm allergic to you
Lily feels no pity for me
Lily feels nothing for me
Ah-ah
Lily feels no pity for me
Lily feels nothing for me
Lily feels nothing for me
I love you
But I'm allergic to you