Asking For Flowers - Kathleen Edwards

It’s complicated

Technically I’m certified

A walking declaration

Of everything I couldn’t get right

Time is just an anchor

But 7 years I think I’m right

Now you’ve changed your number

It’s like a noose around my life

Every pill I took in vain

Every meal for you I made

Every penny I put away

Asking for flowers

Is like asking you to be nice

Don’t tell me you’re too tired

10 years I’ve been working nights

My life is like a picture left

Out too long in the sun

Now I’m trying to remember all

The faces of the names i’ve loved

And all that’s left of me now is A cigarette burning bright

And a fading memory of all the things

I tried to get right

Every pill I took in vain

Every meal for you I made

Every penny I put away

Asking for flowers

Is like asking you to be nice

Don’t tell me you’re too tired

10 years I’ve been working nights

Every pill I took in vain

Every meal for you I made

Every bill I went and paid

Every card I signed my name

Every time I poured my heart out

Every threat you made to move out

Every cruel word you let just slip out

Every cruel word you let just slip out