flowergirl

I have been humming folk songs for strangers passing by
I have been hunting flowers for my herbivore lover
I have been sleeping sidewalks with a butcher on the side
I don't have time to memorize another boy's eyes
I don't have time to memorize another boy's eyes

I called the birds by every word
that you have spoken in my bed
they touch down, without a sound
unharmed, disarmed
this is how I see you
this is how I see you still
this is how I see

that what you love isn’t always what you keep
and when I say "you’re beautiful," that isn't what I mean
these, the things I've known
have not always been the things I've shown
I play the flower girl today
in another girl’s parade
and I'm throwing petals anyway
(into another wave of)

what you love isn't always what you keep
when I say "you’re beautiful" it isn’t what I mean
these, the things I’ve known
have not always been the things I've shown
I play the flower girl today
in another girl’s parade
and I'm throwing petals anyway
I'm throwing petals

and I have been humming folk songs for strangers passing by
I have been hunting flowers for my herbivore lover
I have been sleeping sidewalks with a butcher on the side
I don't have time to memorize another boy's eyes
I don't have time to memorize another boy's eyes

you called today - I said the rain
here is soft against my skin
you touch down, without a sound
unharmed, disarmed
this is how I see you
this is how I see you still
this is how I see you in my head