Flowers - Goth Babe

I’ll pick you up at five and we will find something to do

And I never found the only thing I did thinking I was you

Your lipstick already smeared across my baby face

And I hope to God you’ll give me a shot before race

And I’m feeling you and you don’t have a clue

That my heart’s so glued, so glued to you

And I’m feeling you, I — I’m feeling your heart

After this I tell my night I left feeling out of my

I had no idea that’s going through me through so much

I knew you like the back of my hand, I knew you more than me

And I gotta tell you something before you decide to leave

And I’m feeling you and you don’t have a clue

That my heart’s so glued, so glued to you

And I’m feeling you, I — I’m feeling your heart

And I’m feeling you and you don’t have a clue

That my heart’s so glued, so glued to you

And I’m feeling you, I — I’m feeling your heart