Asking for Flowers Kathleen Edwards Capo on second fret It’s complicated, technically I’m certified A walking declaration, of everything I couldn’t get right Time is just an anchor, But 7 years I think I am right Now you’ve changed your number, it’s like a noose around my life Every pill I took in vain, every meal for your I made, .................... every penny I put away, .................. Asking for flowers, ............................ is like asking you to be nice ............................. Don’t tell me you are too tired, ............................... 10 years I’ve been working nights My life’s like a picture left out in the sun too long Now I’m trying to remember all the faces of the names I’ve Loved And all that’s left of me now is a cigarette burning bright And a fading memory of all the things I tried to get right (Chorus)