Don't Cut the Flowers

Don't cut the flowers she said
Can't you leave them for another day
I like the look, I know you took one
But I didn't have the heart to say

Don't cut the flowers she said
Can't you look the other way
I never thought some stupid weeds
Could ever make me feel this kind of way

All these thoughts spinning round my head
Please help me
Think of something else instead
I'm tripping
And stumbling over my own words
But I'm not the first
No I'm not the first

Just get the front today
Take your silence somewhere else
Your sadness is infectious
Would you please put the gasoline back on the shelf

Just get the front today dear
I'll get the backyard by myself
The fence gate doesn't work no more
The frozen April snows' about to melt

And all these gears
Whirring in my head
Will you help me
To make up something else instead
I'm crumbling
And dying under my own grasp
But I ain't the last
No I'm not the last

And all these years
Just sitting on my bed
What on earth
Should I have done instead
I'm falling
Falling from myself
There's no one else
No there's no one else