[Intro]
(Beat: A soft, repeating guitar loop with a rhythmic "clink" sound)
(Yeah... it’s a beautiful mess)
Every flower has its thorns.
I see you blooming in the dark.
Listen.
[Verse 1]
(Beat: Slow, steady bass with a rhythmic snap)
I seen 'em all, yeah, the roses and the vines
But you're a different breed, one of a kind
They say you're "difficult," they say you're way too proud
A splash of color in a grey-wash crowd
You got that stubborn streak, growing through the stone
The prettiest thing that I’ve ever known.
[Pre-Chorus]
(Vocal: Smooth, layered harmonies)
And my heart starts skipping (Skipping)
The world is always tripping (Tripping)
Trying to cut you down, yeah, the garden is flipping
But I’m just standing back, watching you form
A beautiful bouquet inside of the storm.
(Oh-oh-oh)
[Chorus]
(Vocal: Iconic, soaring R&B hook—smooth and soulful)
Cause you’re my Bouquet, a little bit of everything
The sugar and the salt, the peace and the sting
You got those hidden thorns, yeah, you’re nasty and you’re sweet
But you’re the only one who makes the arrangement complete
(Whoa-oh-oh)
Yeah, they see the wild and the mess
(Whoa-oh-oh)
But you’re my perfect Bouquet, I confess.
[Verse 2]
(Vocal: Rhythmic, sing-song flow)
You want that masculine love, that rock-solid hand
To hold you down when you’re shifting like sand
You do those silly things just to test out my heart
But I loved every petal right from the start
You’re fueled by the sun and you’re fueled by the rain
A little bit of pleasure and a little bit of pain.
[Bridge]
(Music: Everything drops out—just a pulsing bass and a soft echo)
I know you’re a handful...
I know you’re a storm...
(Vocal: A high-pitched, soulful, Akon-style belt)
BUT I’D RATHER HAVE THE THORN WITH THE FLOWER!
EVERY MINUTE, EVERY SINGLE HOUR!
[Outro]
(The acoustic guitar and synth melody fade out together)
Bouquet.
(Yeah)
My wild flower.
Stay stubborn, baby.
(Yeah)
My Bouquet.