Long stem 
things of beauty 
Created by the good Lord 

And cut down in the prime 
of their lives 
Boxed up, 
wrapped in paper 

Delivered to your front door 
Just to wind up in 
your garbage can outside 
Tell me how 

many flowers have to die 
Before you give 
this love another try 
I've asked you to forgive me 

at least 9 dozen times 
Tell me how 
many flowers have to die 


I'm crazy 
and I'm desperate 
I had you when I blew it 
And right now 

I've got nothing left to lose 
I've got a Visa in my wallet 
And I'm not afraid to use it 
How long the needless 

violence lasts 
Is really up to you 
Tell me how 
many flowers have to die 

Before you give 
this love another try 
I've asked you to forgive me 
at least 10 dozen times 

Tell me how 
many flowers have to die 

Stop 

the senseless killing 
Can't you hear those roses cry 
Baby, how 
many flowers have to die 

Tell me how 
many flowers have to die...