I got flowers today
it wasn't our anniversary
or anything special
it was our first argument
he yelled into my face
and pushed me against the wall
I woke up on the floor
bruises
on my body
but, I know he must be sorry
because I got flowers today

I got flowers today
it wasn't my birthday
or Mother's Day
no
he hit me   hard
making me bleed
I thought about leaving
Where would I go?
What would happen?
I'm afraid of him
and I'm scared to leave
but I know,
he must be sorry
because I got flowers today

I got flowers today
lots and lots of flowers
today was different
today was special
it was my funeral
he finally killed me
maybe if I were strong enough
brave enough    to leave
maybe he wouldn't have had to be sorry
maybe I wouldn't have gotten flowers today