you can ask the flowers

[Chorus: coye]
You can ask the flowers
I sit for hours thinking 'bout you in my bed (My bed, my bed, my bed)
I wish I still lived with you, I live with my regrets instead
Baby, I'm like a broken toaster how I burn my bread (Bread)
But I did this tour, coast to coast, 'cause I still want you here (Here)
Now I don't know what state you in so I chose all of them
I wish I had a lil' remote, rewind when I had a lil' hope
Back when we packed each others' bowls
Back when we had each other, whoa

[Verse 1: coye & Jomie]
You can ask the flowers
You can ask the hundred ounces I smoked
All I had was some weed, ain't had an ounce of hope (Yeah)
If my mama saw how much I spent, she'd have a stroke (Go)
Too many, too many, oh (Oh)
Too many things I just can't leave alone (Alone)
It's like I knew you better but we grown now
How many minutes 'til you calm down? (How many 'til you calm down?)
Until you calm down? (Yeah)
And I can have another word with you (Yeah)
Plenty reasons I get nervous with you (Yeah)
Lately, I've been having premonitions
You and me down to our last minute (Yeah)
I wish I had a lil' remote where I could rewind
You and me on the east side, yeah

[Verse 2: Jomie]
Do you think of me?
Let's sit with the butterflies, looking at pics of me (Yeah)
Baby, tell me do you dream of me (Of course)
Or is it just me in my head with the imagery?
If they're resenting me, I can be there when you wanted me
Sitting with the bunch (Uh)
I know a girl like you, got a lot to choose from
But I'm the only one that stuck
I got a whole lotta change, but I'm not the only one (Uh)
I got a whole lotta faith, I only hold my drum
You got me sitting out here in the night time with a boombox
And a fat bun (Let's go)
Shorty different in the past though, she the password to my laptop

[Chorus: coye & Jomie]
You can ask the flowers
We sit for hours, you're the voice inside my head (My head, my head, my head)
I wish I still lived with you, I live with my regrets instead
Baby, I'm like a broken toaster how I burn my bread (Yeah)
But I did this tour, coast to coast, 'cause I still want you here
Now I don't know what state you in so I chose all of them
I wish I had a lil' remote, rewind when I had a lil' hope
Back when we packed each others' bowls
Back when we had each other, whoa

[Outro: coye]
You can ask the flowers
I sit for hours smoking, watching you fade away