Flowers
Hey, I heard what you said
In sun and in showers
We all must be fed
All must be fed
You wear yourself so steadily
You're ready for a fight
But in hell and high water
It helps to be right
Helps to be right
I don't know the rules of this game
And I don't think I want to play
I've seen your cards, and mine are the same
And if I come back, I won't stay
I burned all your letters
I buried all your stones
The curses and the raptures
I kept them for my own
Oh, say, how 'bout this instead?
Come by with some flowers and stay 'til they're dead
Stay 'til they're dead
I don't know the rules of this game
And I don't think I want to play
I've seen your cards, and mine are the same
And if I come back, I won't stay
Come by with some flowers
And stay til they're dead
Come by with some flowers
And stay 'til they're dead
Stay 'til they're dead
Stay 'til they're dead
Stay 'til they're dead
