Flowers

Hey, I heard what you said In sun and in showers We all must be fed All must be fed You wear yourself so steadily You're ready for a fight But in hell and high water It helps to be right Helps to be right I don't know the rules of this game And I don't think I want to play I've seen your cards, and mine are the same And if I come back, I won't stay I burned all your letters I buried all your stones The curses and the raptures I kept them for my own Oh say, how 'bout this instead? Come by with some flowers And stay 'til they're dead Stay 'til they're dead I don't know the rules of this game And I don't think I want to play I've seen your cards, and mine are the same And if I come back, I won't stay Come by with some flowers And stay 'til they're dead Come by with some flowers And stay 'til they're dead Stay 'til they're dead Stay 'til they're dead Stay 'til they're dead