Verse 1

I'd hate to see your labor

Go to waste, so don't ever

Crawl out of the follicle of my skin

Where you hide and inject your venom in.

I'd hate to see your armor

Torn to bits, so snake charmer

Hold your shield of coldness high, play the tune

Against backdrop of the rickety moon.

Chorus

And I dance and dance, an ode to the helpless yellow leaves,

Swept away by the harsh winter wind that came bearing grief,

The same December when my innocence lay at your feet,

And you buried alive my old optimistic spirit.

Verse 2

I'd hate to see you suffer,

Just tell me you don't love her,

The cool girl I was pretending to be,

Tell me again you don't love all of me.

I'd hate to see you repent,

With conscience borrowed on rent,

For the whole world to see the saint you're not,

Mask your head of death, you'll never get caught.

Chorus

And I sing your song, an ode to the helpless yellow leaves,

Swept away by the harsh winter wind that came bearing grief,

The same December when my innocence lay at your feet,

And you buried alive my old optimistic spirit.

Bridge

Go on, pick up your spear,

I am standing right here,

Defeat me in a duel,

Rid me of a life so cruel.

Chorus

And I fight and fight, an ode to the helpless yellow leaves,

Swept away by the harsh winter wind that came bearing grief,

The same December when my innocence lay at your feet,

And you buried alive my old optimistic spirit.

Chorus

And I fight and fight, an ode to the helpless yellow leaves,

Swept away by the harsh winter wind that came bearing grief,

The same December when my innocence lay at your feet,

And you buried alive my old optimistic spirit.