MP3 
He deletes all his texts, still, talks to his ex
Flirts with my friends, his dad, pays his rent
He don't like my dog, he cheers, for the Vols
Still watches film, from high school football
But, man, he was cute and, damn, he was funny
My brother, thought he was the man
If violets are blue, then I'm such a dummy
To think, he'd have roses in hand
I would've settled, for tulips, or daisies
I ain't picking petals, 'cause all that he gave me
Was reasons, for running
And a couple dozen, red flags
So many, I could've made a bouquet
Tied up a ribbon, out of caution tape
One for the tears, one for the lies
One for the thorn, in my side
Man, he was cute, damn, he was funny
My brother, thought he was the man
If violets are blue, then I'm such a dummy
To think, he'd have roses in hand
I would've settled, for tulips or daisies
I ain't picking petals, 'cause all that he gave me
Was reasons for running
And a couple dozen, red flags
So, he shows up, and he's literally half drunk
And I look down, and all that he brought
Was a six-pack, and I can't believe that
I ever thought
That he was cute, that he was funny
My brother, thought he was the man
If violets are blue, then I'm such a dummy
To think, he'd have roses in hand
I would've settled, for tulips or daisies
I ain't picking petals, 'cause all that he gave me
Was reasons for running
And a couple dozen, red flags
All these reasons for running
And a couple dozen, red flags
