Lyrics

Hello, there.
I am the flower that is wilting in your hand.
You picked me while I was growing.
Could you get me some water before it’s too late for me?
Darlin’, don’t darlin’ me.
I don’t think you’re hearing me.
Lessons are taught in vain.
If not learned from.
If not learned from.

This is not make believe
You prick me I will bleed
I’ll bleed out, I’ll bleed poision.
I don’t think that you’re aware there venom in the well.
You prick me I’ll bleed.

I caught junebugs in my kitchen
In late December without anywhere for them to go.
I saw fireflies in April.
I took that as a warning sign of the times.
I’ve been holding my hand out to you.
What once was our dreams are now clouds in my head.
Clouds in my head.

This is not make believe.
You prick me I will bleed.
I’ll bleed out, I’ll bleed poision.
I don’t think that you’re aware there’s venom in the well.
You prick me, I’ll bleed.

I’m trying, I’m trying.
I’m trying to keep from dying
So I keep on growing
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh