flowers from the mall
It was you who invited me in
Poison apple and an evil, crooked grin
Then you looked at
The mirror on the wall
Mirror, Mirror
Who's the fairest of them all
It's you
And god, it feels like
Everyone's my soulmate
I don't remember
How it feels to fall in love
The streets are lined
With dozens of dry flowers
But you only get your flowers from the mall
Hey lover, sit right there
While I condemn you for
Everything you've done
A window of opportunity
Can present itself in so many ways
But I only saw one
Poison apple and an evil, crooked grin
Then you looked at
The mirror on the wall
Mirror, Mirror
Who's the fairest of them all
It's you
And god, it feels like
Everyone's my soulmate
I don't remember
How it feels to fall in love
The streets are lined
With dozens of dry flowers
But you only get your flowers from the mall
Hey lover, sit right there
While I condemn you for
Everything you've done
A window of opportunity
Can present itself in so many ways
But I only saw one
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Writer(s): Joseph Harris
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