Rotten Apples Lyrics

I saw you picking apples

Collected what you left behind

They sit on my mantle

As my rotten apple prize

Rotten apple prize

My rotten apple prize

My rotten apple prize

My rotten apple prize

I saw you planting lilies

Now you water them all the time

I like to think it's those lilies

That ease your aching mind

That ease your aching mind

That ease your aching mind

That stop you crossing the line

That stop you crossing the line

I saw you by the river

Undressed and ready to dive

I heard someone call you

When nobody batted an eye

When nobody batted an eye

When nobody batted an eye

When nobody batted an eye

Because the mouth that it came from was mine

The mouth that it came from was mine

The mouth that it came from was mine

Mine

I saw you picking apples

Collected what you left behind

They sit on my mantle

As my rotten apple prize