Favorite Flower

I don't really know
I don't really know
How, how
How, how
You came, you came, you came
Came along in the thick of the song
It goes down, down
Now, now

If i'm your favorite flower
Then why've you been watching me wilt for hours and hours
Said it tasted sweet but your face is so sour
And you never really eat but you left me devoured
Screaming a-a-oh, a-a-oh
A-a-oh, a-a-oh

Am i down enough?
Have i exposed enough of myself
For you to feel a little something?
For you to feel a little ecstasy
A little bit of sympathy for my soul
I just want what makes you happy
You just want what gives you pleasure
And i just want what makes you happy
And i just want a home
Home, home, ho-o-ome home
Ahahahahshahjshahahah (screaming and ahs)



Credits
Writer(s): Reese Junker
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