I feel like the flowers this vase He just brought them home one day, “Ain’t they beautiful” he said They’ve been here in the And the water’s turning grey They’re sitting in the vase But now they’re dead Dead flowers
I feel like this long of lights They lit up our whole house on Christmas day But now it’s January And the bulbs have all out But still they hang Like dead flowers
He ain’t feeling anything My love, my hurt, or the sting of this rain And I’m living in a hurricane All he say is “Man, ain’t it such a nice day”
I feel like the tires on this car You they won’t go But we’re still rolling I look in the rear view And I see dead flowers in the yard And that string of lights, And it ain’t glowing dead flowers Like dead flowers
He ain’t feeling anything My love, my hurt, or the sting of this rain I’m driving through a All he can say is “Man, ain’t it such a nice day” Hey I guess it’ll just go waste Like dead flowers Like dead flowers