They say flowers always die and feelings do too
And that flowers aren't always pretty
Some are are lucky and some are picked
Others slowly rot deep into the soil
Someone always has something else to say
And people always have a way of hurting you
Some are intentional and some don't really mean to
And the purpose of friends will always be betray
Cranberry juice will never be understood
The way i see the world will always be unheard
Everything i do will always be for you
Everything I've said has never been untrue
And you're the sun in the sky
That keeps the troubles in
My best friend that waters me
When my body rots
Flowers always die like I've said before
Feelings only do if people die too
But I'll always love you even when i die
Because my feelings aren't flowers
