Pink Azaleas

People say that lost love ain't a bad thing
Cut your losses and take what you can get
Well, I tried it that way, and nothing ever changed
I guess I just ain't over you yet

No use in crying yourself to sleep
Or searching for the feeling you'll never find
The memories cut you deep, you miss the fire, but not the heat
Miss the spoils of war, just not the fight

I've been known to have the heart of a fool
Believe the lies, and the things they try to hide
And I can only assume, when I fell in love with you
This remnant of a fool lost his pride

I didn't want to admit it was coming true
You started leaving like most lovers often do
You threw out the Pink Azaleas of a love that woulda saved you
When picked before its time, just won't bloom

Think about the life, the kind we left behind
Living with the distance was too tough
And I guess we'll see in time, but I think somewhere in your mind
All the love I gave just wasn't enough

Now whiskey only serves as a downer
But it helps me find the words I want to say
Because I still think about the flowers, wishing I had the power
To keep all your worst fears at bay

I didn't want to admit that it was true
When you started leaving like most lovers often do
You threw out the Pink Azaleas of a love that woulda saved you
When picked before its time, just won't bloom
You threw out the Pink Azaleas of a love that woulda saved you
When picked before its time, just won't bloom
Yeah, when picked before its time
Will never bloom