Mean Flower

How beautiful youve made yourself
How cruel youve become,
How so much like another
That its no surprise
That I dont recognize you now so
Beautiful and cruel


Youre the meanest flower


You raise me off the ground
To see how far there is to fall,
As if I dont remember
How we passed the time,
As if I dont remember how
Your face fell into mine


Oh, youre the meanest flower


Notice how I vanish
And your world remains,
You show your head above it
For spite, nothing more,
Like you thought just living
Was somehow its own reward


Youre the meanest flower