She's stares outside
She couldn't afford the view
But Sara can't see straight, she's drinking
Herself blind
She couldn't afford the view
Her garden blooms
These automatic flowers, flowers, won't do
No one can help her find
Now these automatic flowers won't do
And no one knows why
No one can help her find
Are driving her insane
Crying, crying
She always means better
A pop-up book
These automatic flowers won't do
Crying, crying
She'd never consider this
She's wasting all her time
She's crazy
Another brick, another window frames confusion
Crying, crying
Crying, crying
She's sad tonight
Of flowers from grade 4
Crying, crying
Won't do
These automatic flowers won't do
Now these automatic flowers won't do
Crying, crying
Won't do
And no one knows why
She'd never admit it
She couldn't afford the view
These automatic flowers won't do
Won't do
