Buttercup - finn askew

If the poison gets the best of us

Will you still be my buttercup?

You, you

If the roses say they want a war

I’ll pick the petals right up off the floor

For you, for you

I was all alone back then

You was on your own back when

Nothing ever really changed

I was on my own back then

Everything I smelled was pain

You made me myself again, oh

Baby, you trippin'?

White teeth, why you kissin'?

Too bad you’re just so difficult

But I find it beautiful

Ride me like a Harley

Play Carti

We’re so far, imperfect

It’s a work in progress, oh

If the poison gets the best of us

Will you still be my buttercup?

You, you

If the roses say they want a war

I’ll pick the petals right up off the floor

For you, for you