flowers

well, there went seven months down the drain
but without love, leaving is the only way
no more wasting time trying in vain
only to fail like we did yesterday

so you don't love me anymore, you say
I'll bet you never really did at all
facing reality is the only way
when you're stopped drop-dead by a wall

seven months on a downhill run,
all those minutes in all those hours-
all the days mean nothing now that it's done....
well, at least I was the first one
to give you flowers.