Mean Flower - Joe Henry

How beautiful you’ve made yourself

How cruel you’ve become,

How so much like another

That it’s no surprise

That I don’t recognize you now so Beautiful and cruel

You’re the meanest flower

You raise me off the ground

To see how far there is to fall,

As if I don’t remember

How we passed the time,

As if I don’t remember how

Your face fell into mine

Oh, you’re the meanest flower

Notice how I vanish

And your world remains,

You show your head above it For spite, nothing more,

Like you thought just living

Was somehow its own reward

You’re the meanest flower