"I hate flowers, I'm tired of hearing how pretty they are..."
"...when I see them wilt so quickly it makes me want to just burn them all."
"I'm sick of it, the way everyone gives such a fleeting thing away..."
"...just like they do their emotions."
"Flowers are just like the promises of love...the early bloomers always die first."
"...when I see them wilt so quickly it makes me want to just burn them all."
"I'm sick of it, the way everyone gives such a fleeting thing away..."
"...just like they do their emotions."
"Flowers are just like the promises of love...the early bloomers always die first."
