She's not a flower she isn't growing in your garden today you couldn't cultivate her anyway you're not a king bee you like honey and you're packing a sting but there really isn't such a thing you're in flight, and she smells all right but she's not a flower She's not an ocean that you're an island in the middle of and there isn't any prison of love you're not a freebird hey you, up on that mountain peak can't you hear what's coming out of your beak? you can say you'll fly away but you're not a freebird Love's not a poison you better find a better reason why you feel like you want to die a broke heart won't k** you you might suffer till the end of your days but that was gonna happen anyways and even if the love you mourn is equal to the love you scorn and fortune mocks the love you gave and someone lays her on your grave she's not a flower