Get Her The Fucking Flowers Lyrics – Paris Paloma

Read the complete Get her the fucking flowers Lyrics by Paris Paloma from the album The Fatal Flaw along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Paris Paloma’s music, you can also explore Pre-Raphaelite and Pyrrhus (You go where I cannot), two other songs by Paris Paloma.

[Verse 1]
It was grotesque, I held the bouquet of flowers
Like a severed head
As though it was a carcass that I’d feast off in the winter
I knew how few and far between those things were
And so, I dragged it home, you even took a picture
I held it up to show like I’d caught it on a fishhook
Are your acts of love so rare? To be commemorated
Like a beast I’d taken down

[Chorus]
And I’d survive the scarcity, I would go hungry

Just to prove you care for me
To feel you love me, I’d make do
I’ve said before I bear the cold better for knowing you

[Verse 2]
I would go hunting and whatever I caught
I would wrap it up and leave it at your door
Just so you could give it to me
And I’d thank you, thank you so profusely
You know I’d make it last and I would lick it dry
Use all of the bones and make delicate wind chimes
And I’d warm myself in winter with the animal’s raw hide
For all of my hinting, you tapped out at one time

[Chorus]
And I’d survive the scarcity, I would go hungry
Just to prove you care for me
To feel you love me, I’d make do
I’ve said before I bear the cold better for knowing you

[Bridge]
I cringe at the thought now
In all of its indignity
Of needing love from you
Of what that did to me

[Pre-Chorus]
And I will never plead again just to be loved
It’s not enough, it’s not enough

[Chorus]
And I’d survive the scarcity, I would go hungry
Just to prove you care for me
To feel you love me, I’d make do
I’ve said before I bear the cold better for knowing you