Flowers

Please take care of a flower for all the good times and the bad They teach you how to heal and sometimes they may call you a saint But saints can be sinners too, and even they never feel satisfied So if you're listening, I'm sorry for what I did, and everyone will know it but why do I care It's all in the flowers of love, life, and heartbreak This is my story This is my thank you My appreciation for these years I was learning so much here I thought we were in harmony But we harmed and hurt each other With our words, we were bringing out the worst This is not what we deserved Oh baby thank you For making me realize That I'm better off with light And I won't give you my life I wasted seven years in and out of love Sure, I learned some things I never expect I'm trying to be a better woman than I Was back then, when I was a man Here's your flowers Here's your flowers Here's your flowers Here's your flowers Here's your flowers Your f*ck fucking flowers Your f*ck fucking flowers Your f*ck fucking flowers Your f*ck fucking flowers Your f*ck fucking flowers Your f*ck fucking flowers