Twig

Long black hair
Hanging over bones
And I don't pluck
Apologies I shed
Running out of room
To furnish ocean floors
And I'm still in my bed
Of roses
Of roses
In my head

Bed of roses in my head

Dear old friends
Blistered under scars
[?]
Calloused plastic whip
Running out of room
To decorate these arms
And I'm still in my bed of roses
Of roses
In my head

Bed of roses in my head