Mock Orange Dictionary Lyrics

send me flowers if you caught that look,
i'm not a dictionary,
wrapping things up,
ending evenings,
guess i'll get my jacket,
we made pipe cleaners twisted into hanging from...
and fell behind,
i knew you'd be the one to be the one to call me o,
we were just starting to get it,
i'm leaving as if it was my brittle finish that gave cause to make this,
it's going,
with all that's left to see,
it's all right to be here,

your face is saying
what you never would
take it back from me...
the things you always say,
movies running,
a chair to smoke in,
just stay innocent,
it's what you're not saying