Fake Flowers - Wellness

I think I told you once before

Apprehension locks my door

Fake flowers for your concern

Leave me licking all these sores

Or spin me a web of empathy

Just knit your fingers through your hair

Because it hurts so good

To know you’re unaware

A bouquet for your concern

A bouquet for your concern

I’m paling in the sun

I shake a hateful fist

At every single orange strip mall fascist

And their spray tanning baptists

And it hurts so good

But not as good as this

Now I scold my tongue for these scalding words

So please slap me on the wrist

A bouquet for your concern

A bouquet for your concern

Apprehension locks my door

I think I told you once before

Someday I’ll look you in the eye

And I’ll cry another lie

Synthetic spring blooms on the walls

And hushes tangled breath

It never felt so good

No clime can sway me now

A bouquet for your concern

A bouquet for your concern

A bouquet for your concern

A bouquet for your concern

A bouquet for your concern

A bouquet for your concern