How beautiful you've made yourself How cruel you've become, How so much like another That it's no surprise That I don't recognize you now so Beautiful and cruel
You're the meanest flowerĄ
You raise me off the ground To see how far there is to fall, As if I don't remember How we passed the time, As if I don't remember how Your face fell into mine
Oh, you're the meanest flowerĄ
Notice how I vanish And your world remains, You show your head above it For spite, nothing more, Like you thought just living Was somehow it's own reward
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