Wasting my time

Now it appears that you're my fears
And you've gone and done something stupid
With my head

You've been depotting all the rotten lilies
And planted dandelions instead

You've got this yearning almost burning
Grasping ribcage and it's got me out of my shell

You sewed our future
And our intertwining paths are mutual
Leading us straight to hell

Don't go wasting my time…