Wither

Two flowers growing side by side
You looked my way
I thought you would be mine

But you picked her
Picked her
You didn’t choose me
You picked her
Picked her

Two flowers blooming side by side
You glanced back at me
I thought you had changed your mind

But you kept her
Kept her
You didn’t want me
You kept her
Kept her

Two flowers fading side by side
You walked passed me
And I died inside

Cuz you’re with her
With her
You’re not with me
You are with her
Wither