Mean

Baby you got mean, when'd you get so mean your flowers died I'll water them slowly now, to bring you back to life I miss you with your hair down If I could play god for a day, oh what I'd do, and what I'd say I'd make you laugh, I'd make you cry, but most of all, tell me why Baby take my hand, and count to five The number of grace Devine, no I'm no angel now (fly down to me) I've sinned and lied, but only when it felt right If I could play god for a day, oh what I'd do, and what I'd say I'd make you laugh, I'd make you cry, but most of all, tell me why