Dead Flowers Miranda Lambert I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought them home one day, “ain't they beautiful” he said They've been here in the kitchen and the water's turning grey They're sitting in the vase but now they're dead Dead flowers
I feel like this long string of lights They lit up our whole house on Christmas Day But now it's January and the bulbs have all burned out But still they hang Like dead flowers
He ain't feeling anything My love, my hurt, or the sting of this rain And I'm living in a hurricane All he can say is “man ain't it such a nice day” Yeah
I feel like the tires on this car You said they won't go far but we're still rolling I look in the rear view and I see dead flowers in the yard and that string of lights And it ain't glowing like dead flowers Like dead flowers
He ain't feeling anything My love, my hurt, or the sting of this rain I'm driving through a hurricane All he can say is “man ain't it such a nice day” Hey I guess it'll just go to waste Like dead flowers Like dead flowers