Don’t tell me your favorite color
Don’t say we’ll always be together
You think you know you think you’re special
You really think you’re down to measure…
You don’t tell me about your favorite flower
Don’t say it’s all I need
You wouldn’t know I ain’t your usual breed
You sit and tell me what you think you are
And pray and dream, it’s just a lie
Where are you going with that head of yours?
We come and go all the same
When I’m gone I’m gonna watch blue lilies rain on my ground
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