Feeding Flowers
All I want from love is a moment of confidence
When I'm feeling low like this
Body in bed
Dead in the head
Is nothing you fall in love with
I'm nothing to fall in love with
So I'll just run my mouth till we figure it out
Till I talk myself down you dig your heels in the ground
And all you think out loud
You should have kept to yourself
Love I want to bury this
Want to see it in the ground
Pretty as ever feeding flowers now
Lace dress, brown hair, pale skin that I loved you in
Who's feeling sorry now
Writer/s: Will Deely
