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