How beautiful you've made yourself
How cruel you've become,
How so much like another
That it's no surprise
That I don't recognize you now so
Beautiful and cruel

You're the meanest flower…

You raise me off the ground
To see how far there is to fall,
As if I don't remember
How we passed the time,
As if I don't remember how
Your face fell into mine

Oh, you're 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

You're the meanest flower…

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