fleur de lis

Ryan Beatty

(Mm)

Pulling out all of the dried and dead weeds
For the lavender, the marigolds and violets
Find the sunshine for your fleur de lis
My Louisian, Louisiana iris

Knowing there s nothing I can do
I would take the blame for everything
If I could have you

And I would love the both of us for you
If only I could love the both of us for you
Pain in pleasure, water and soil
Bloom together or wither alone
I ll throw seeds and reap what I sow
Cause in the dirt, all my flowers will grow

Chip the paint off of the white picket dream
Cause the fish is caught, so bread it up and fry it
Well, I d be dead wrong to let the pawn take the queen
But I d let you win if it kept the king from crying

Knowing there s nothing I can do
I would pay the cost for every loss
So I don t lose you (Ooh)

And I would love the both of us for you
If only I could love the both of us for you
Pain in pleasure, water and soil (Water and soil)
Bloom together or wither alone (Wither alone)
I ll throw seeds and reap what I sow
Cause in the dirt, all my flowers will grow

Ooh, water and soil
Ooh, wither alone
Ooh