A moody/loungy take on the ritual of pulling flower petals and saying "he loves me, he loves me not."
Lyrics
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
And the flowers bloom all around me
And they never stop
Petals coming down
On the ground they rot
Petals sliding down
Little forget-me-nots
They are silent
They are sad
And they never stop
(Bridge)
And they feel like silk
On my fingertips
But they cut like knives
falling from your lips
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
And the flowers bloom all around me
And they never stop
They never stop x4
