My heart is a flower,
Budding, blooming, dripping dew,
Dropping petals all over the place,
Making a hopeless mess,
Stinking things up,
Waiting for someone to come and
Suck the pollen out of me.
Suck me dry.
Till I wilt. Till next spring.

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): MACK DAVID, ROY CARROLL