Will I bring you dying flowers?
You want me to court you,
You want me to wine n dine you
You want me to love your kids
You want your Mum to like me
But you still want dying flowers?
I want you to hold my hand
I want you to walk in the grass barefoot
I want you to sing to empty rooms
Dance.
I’m not bringing you dying flowers
I want to give you seeds
I want you to water them
I want you to love something
That isn’t person or animal
There are no worse cuts than cutting through life that isn’t your own
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
Will I bring you dying flowers?
You want me to court you,
You want me to wine n dine you
You want me to love your kids
You want your Mum to like me
But you still want dying flowers?
I want you to hold my hand
I want you to walk in the grass barefoot
I want you to sing to empty rooms
Dance.
I’m not bringing you dying flowers
I want to give you seeds
I want you to water them
I want you to love something
That isn’t person or animal
There are no worse cuts than cutting through life that isn’t your own
