I Will Bring You Dead Flowers Lyrics

Those Poor Bastards I Will Bring You Dead Flowers

I will bring you dead flowers
I'll carry your bible to church
I'll be everything that I'm not
Come on over, my darlin', tonight

I know I once was cruel
But all of that has changed
I'm now everything that I'm not
Come on over, my darlin', tonight

Goddamn, you're lookin' so nice
I need you, right now
I need you, right here
I need you, don't fight
I need you, right here
I need you, right now
I need you, you, you're mine