Flowers
I lie quietly
Watching you arrange them
Didn't know they're selling spring flowers now
Always loved something tiny, shiny and golden
The doors been unlocked for hours
For you and your wondering
For you and whatever dark hour you attach to home
Don't ya dare lie down
'Cause it's much too late
While you've been learning to love
I've been learning to hate
You think your silly little flowers will hide the smell of old hallways
Well take your silly little flowers and go to hell
You're wrong Like always
Come lie down beside me
It's not too late
You need me now
The rest can wait
Hold— your hands on me
Hold— your hands on me
