Automatic Flowers

And Sara thinks she's died here once before She's crazy A pop-up book, of flowers from grade 4 Are driving her insane No one knows why She's sad tonight No one can help her find Crying crying, she couldn't afford the view Crying crying, these automatic flowers won't do Another brick Another window frames confusion Her garden blooms But Sarah can't see straight She's drinking herself blind No one knows why She stands outside No one can help her find Crying crying, she couldn't afford the view Crying crying, these automatic flowers won't do She never admitted She never considered That she always means better She's wasting all her time Crying crying, she couldn't afford the view Crying crying, these automatic flowers won't do These automatic flowers won't do Flowers won't do