Flowers
There's blood on your shirt and tape on your cheek
If nobody knows, then what does that mean
Wish I were yours from the very first week
If I were a boy, would you look at me
You're not really into me
My body's like a prison
I'd be better off by now
If my heart could listen
Remember when you looked at me
You gave me all those flowers
Your sweatshirt in my cold pink hands
In those darkened hours
I know it's not a choice of yours
But I think I'm in love
If I were a tall unloving boy
I'd be the one
That's the way
That's the way I wish you looked at me
That's the way
That's the way I watch you when you leave
You smile so pretty, a little unique But that's just my mind, I'm sick and I'm weak
You love me so, and it hurts to breathe
It's not the kind of love that I need
Oblivious and unaware, that's the way it should be
I'd fly for hours every week, if you'd never leave me
Remember when you looked at me
You gave me all those flowers
Your sweatshirt in my cold pink hands
In those darkened hours
I know it's not a choice of yours
But I think I'm in love
If I were a tall unloving boy
I'd be the one
That's the way, that's the way I wish you looked at me
That's the way, that's the way I watch you when you leave
That's the way, that's the way I wish you looked at me
That's the way, that's the way I watch you when you leave
Remember when you looked at me
You gave me all those flowers
Your sweatshirt in my cold pink hands
In those darkened hours
I know it's not a choice of yours
But I think I'm in love
If I were a tall unloving boy
I'd be the one
If nobody knows, then what does that mean
Wish I were yours from the very first week
If I were a boy, would you look at me
You're not really into me
My body's like a prison
I'd be better off by now
If my heart could listen
Remember when you looked at me
You gave me all those flowers
Your sweatshirt in my cold pink hands
In those darkened hours
I know it's not a choice of yours
But I think I'm in love
If I were a tall unloving boy
I'd be the one
That's the way
That's the way I wish you looked at me
That's the way
That's the way I watch you when you leave
You smile so pretty, a little unique But that's just my mind, I'm sick and I'm weak
You love me so, and it hurts to breathe
It's not the kind of love that I need
Oblivious and unaware, that's the way it should be
I'd fly for hours every week, if you'd never leave me
Remember when you looked at me
You gave me all those flowers
Your sweatshirt in my cold pink hands
In those darkened hours
I know it's not a choice of yours
But I think I'm in love
If I were a tall unloving boy
I'd be the one
That's the way, that's the way I wish you looked at me
That's the way, that's the way I watch you when you leave
That's the way, that's the way I wish you looked at me
That's the way, that's the way I watch you when you leave
Remember when you looked at me
You gave me all those flowers
Your sweatshirt in my cold pink hands
In those darkened hours
I know it's not a choice of yours
But I think I'm in love
If I were a tall unloving boy
I'd be the one
Credits
Writer(s): Leah Dong
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