Picked First
Took the first flight I could get home
Checked into the front desk
Walked up to your floor
Shared a couple bites of cheesecake
Talked about the summers
We spent on your porch
You were trying not to cry for me
And I was trying not to cry for you
Yeah, you really, really were the best
But you left way too soon
Oh, dear, I miss you all the time
I wish we'd never said goodbye
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers always get picked first
We were sitting in the silence
Listening to voices over the TV
I was staring out the window
Holding onto your hand, didn't wanna leave
You were trying not to cry for me
And I was trying not to cry for you
Yeah, you really, really were the best
But you left way too soon
Oh, dear, I miss you all the time
I wish we'd never said goodbye
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers always get picked first
Oh, dear, you left me way too fast
I wish they saved the best for last
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers always get picked first
You were trying not to cry for me, mm
And I was trying not to cry for you
Checked into the front desk
Walked up to your floor
Shared a couple bites of cheesecake
Talked about the summers
We spent on your porch
You were trying not to cry for me
And I was trying not to cry for you
Yeah, you really, really were the best
But you left way too soon
Oh, dear, I miss you all the time
I wish we'd never said goodbye
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers always get picked first
We were sitting in the silence
Listening to voices over the TV
I was staring out the window
Holding onto your hand, didn't wanna leave
You were trying not to cry for me
And I was trying not to cry for you
Yeah, you really, really were the best
But you left way too soon
Oh, dear, I miss you all the time
I wish we'd never said goodbye
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers always get picked first
Oh, dear, you left me way too fast
I wish they saved the best for last
Like daisies in the dirt
The most beautiful flowers always get picked first
You were trying not to cry for me, mm
And I was trying not to cry for you
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Writer(s): Sasha Yatchenko, Henry Agincourt Allen, Daniel Yecheskel Silberstein
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