Dead Flowers

I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought them home one day "Ain't that beautiful" he said They've been here in the kitchen And the water's turning grey They're sitting in the vase But now they're dead I feel like this long string of lights They lit up our whole house on Christmas day But now it's January and the Bulbs have all burned out But still they hang Like dead flowers He ain't feeling anything My love, my hurt, or the sting of this rain And I'm living in a hurricane All he can say is "Man, ain't it such a nice day" Yeah! I feel like the tires on this car You said they won't go far But we're still rolling I look in the rearview and I see dead flowers in the yard And that string of lights And it ain't glowing Like dead flowers Like dead flowers He ain't feeling anything My love, my hurt, or the sting of this rain I'm driving through a hurricane All he can say is "Man, ain't it such a nice day" Hey, I guess it'll just go to waste Like dead flowers Like dead flowers