Mix PoP FUN

Flowers in hand, waiting for meEvery word in poetryWon't call me by name, only "baby"The more that you give, the less that I needEveryone says I look happyWhen it feels rightI know that you're wrong for meGonna wish we never met on the day I leaveI brought you down to your knees'Cause they say that misery loves companyIt's not your fault I ruin everythingAnd it's not your fault I can't be what...