Automatic Flowers

And Sara thinks she's died here once before
she's crazy
a pop-up book of flowers from grade 4
are driving her insane
no-one knows why
she's sad tonight
no-one can help her find
Crying, she couldn't afford the view
crying, these automatic flowers won't do
Another brick
another window frames the confusion
her garden blooms but Sara can't see straight
she's drinking herself blind
no-one knows why
she stands outside
no-one can help her find
Refrain
She never admitted
She never considered
She always needs better
She's wasting all her time
Crying, crying, she couldn't afford the view
crying, crying, these automatic flowers won't do
these automatic flowers won't do won't do...