She was always taken for someone famous
Or somebody elso whose got their life together
Daisy was a genius in waitress disguise
She spoke of New York, Vegas
Or use a french word, and flirt for my attention
Did I mention, that I was in love
Back home, my mother told me
That Daisy was a poison or just some floosie user
A confuser
But how could she know
That my girl was a flower, a lover
The kind of sunrise that every midnight recovers
Rediscovers, and then you sleep with a smile
But I didn`t want to leave her
But this blind man couldn`t see her
She just took my love
And since, nobody`s seen her
I got killed by a flower
I got taken by a waitress who was pouring it on
I was weak in the knees
I just wasn`t that strong enough to see
The flower was killing me
With my intuition in remission
I gathered my guitar, got into my car
And left town for New York
I couldn`t let Daisy go
I drove like a demon throught Cleveland
With images of her walking New York streets in my rear view
Then my tape deck blew
But my mother`s words sang on
And I know I should have let go
But I couldn`t live my life and not know
If she ever loved me at all
I got killed by a flower
I got taken by a waitress who was pouring it on
I was weak in the knees
I just wasn`t that strong enough to see
The flower was killing me
I got killed by a flower
Got taken by the colors and the sweet perfume
I was barely a man outside the bedroom
I couldn`t see
The flower was killing me
Time Square scare
Where`s Daisy going
I searched for days in cafes, cliches
Nobody will ever know just where I`ve been
I got drunk till I made a scene
I slept on the village green
She was gone, I was wrong
For chasing a dream
I climbed to the top of the Empire State Building
And screamed
I`ve been living on Grove Street
For three years, waiting on tables
Writing my songs
And the city turned out better,
Better than I planned
But it took a Daisy obsession
And a couple more things that I don`t have the pride to mention
to keep my good intentions from jaded sould
You know I heard she was out in Vegas
At the palace as a cocktail waitress
And she never loved me at all
I got killed by a flower
I got taken by a waitress who was pouring it on
I was weak in the knees
I just wasn`t that strong enough to see
The flower was killing me
I got killed by a flower
Got taken by the colors and the sweet perfume
I was barely a man outside the bedroom
I couldn`t see
The flower was killing me
