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Britt Wilson - Petals Lyrics



Britt Wilson - Petals Lyrics
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The flowers
Did not speak
With eloquence or specificity
The bouquet
Was okay
Your standard grocery store apology
I've been catching petals
In the palm of my hand
Where my lifeline's tied to yours
Picture perfect family
Feeling like a sham to me
Problems too big to be ignored
Why don't you
Say what you mean
Mean what you say
Don't be saying mean things
Then sorry them away
I've been sweeping up petals
Do you love me, love me yes
Or love me, love me little less
The pram wheels
Were squeaky
In need of oil and another baby
Your mother, God love her
She took your side and made an enemy
Time is slipping from us through the palm of our hands
Where your lifeline's tied to mine
When we made a family
Thought we built a dam to keep
Everybody's power online
Why can't you
Say what you mean
Mean what you say
Don't be saying mean things to me everyday
I've been sweeping up petals
Do you love me, love me yes
Or love me, love me little less
Love me, love me little less
We tiptoe 'round the subject of the nursery
You talk tersely
Act adversely
A thorny thicket
I hear crickets
A little life to you
Would be a little death
Know I'm killing you softly
With my request
We tiptoe 'round the subject of the nursery
You talk tersely
Act adversely
A thorny thicket
I hear crickets
A little life to you
Would be a little death
Know I'm killing you softly
With my request
Time is slipping quickly through the palm of my hands
Where your lifeline's twined with mine
When we made a family
Thought we made a plan to be
On the same team the whole time
Why can't you say what you mean
Mean what you say
Don't be saying mean things
Then sorry them away
I've been sweeping up petals
Do you love me, love me yes
Or love me, love me, love me
Less, less
Little less
Little less
Little less
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The flowers
Did not speak
With eloquence or specificity
The bouquet
Was okay
Your standard grocery store apology
I've been catching petals
In the palm of my hand
Where my lifeline's tied to yours
Picture perfect family
Feeling like a sham to me
Problems too big to be ignored
Why don't you
Say what you mean
Mean what you say
Don't be saying mean things
Then sorry them away
I've been sweeping up petals
Do you love me, love me yes
Or love me, love me little less
The pram wheels
Were squeaky
In need of oil and another baby
Your mother, God love her
She took your side and made an enemy
Time is slipping from us through the palm of our hands
Where your lifeline's tied to mine
When we made a family
Thought we built a dam to keep
Everybody's power online
Why can't you
Say what you mean
Mean what you say
Don't be saying mean things to me everyday
I've been sweeping up petals
Do you love me, love me yes
Or love me, love me little less
Love me, love me little less
We tiptoe 'round the subject of the nursery
You talk tersely
Act adversely
A thorny thicket
I hear crickets
A little life to you
Would be a little death
Know I'm killing you softly
With my request
We tiptoe 'round the subject of the nursery
You talk tersely
Act adversely
A thorny thicket
I hear crickets
A little life to you
Would be a little death
Know I'm killing you softly
With my request
Time is slipping quickly through the palm of my hands
Where your lifeline's twined with mine
When we made a family
Thought we made a plan to be
On the same team the whole time
Why can't you say what you mean
Mean what you say
Don't be saying mean things
Then sorry them away
I've been sweeping up petals
Do you love me, love me yes
Or love me, love me, love me
Less, less
Little less
Little less
Little less
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Writer: Brittany Wilson
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Performed By: Britt Wilson
Language: English
Length: 3:58
Written by: Brittany Wilson

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