Little yellow flower been fueled by pain
Little yellow flower, just loves the rain
He met a foreign lady
A metaphor for shady
I’m talking sun meets trees
Somehow stays, yet leaves
Little yellow flower been stomped by lies
Little yellow flower, just loves goodbyes
Word to the wise, be quiet on your way down
Dragging your name around
Ladylike, drive you downtown
Lady… like, let me stay down here
Lady… like, what’s your sound, dear?
Drag your name around
She met a foreign wizard
A metaphor for blizzard
I’m talking snow on sun
Somehow stays, yet runs
Little yellow flower stop drinking past
Little yellow flower, you’ll grow so fast
Word to the wise, be quiet on your way down
Drag your name around
Lady… like, what’s your sound?