Mean Flower

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 it's own reward
 You're the meanest flower¡