She's like a flower
everytime we hang out
she opens up

a little bit more
and she says


You picked me, and you get me
so messed up, don't $#&@ up
(you get me) x4


Everytime she opens up
i see some more

i see more of that flower
everytime she opens up
i can feel myself

diving in
and I feel like it's wrong
because I know I should wait

and then she says

You picked me

and you get me
so messed up, don't $#&@ up
(you get me) x6


And she could still change her mind
and she could leave this any time

but she still says
you get me