Mignonette

You think the people that you love one day are really gonna need ya

While you're blowing in the wind just like a Maltese reseda

There's a palm reader just north of here who knows exactly what you did in college

Your partner's pouring lemonade over a broken generator

But tapes flowers to your work schedule, so who could really hate her?

There's a distance and distinction that develops with each glance that you gave

So if you ever speak her language

Just don't tell her that you're damaged

Because someone's waiting in the wings for you to die

And don't you ever just forget

That rare and fragrant Mignonette

So there's a pool of blue

Right in this living room

Make me a melody from your mean, fermented mind

Give me a warning, water hissing on the tiles

Lie next to me when you light that girl on fire

They'll never see it coming

I'm gonna hit you on a cellular level

Introduce you to the difference in devils

Tell you something that you already know

I can tolerate your ghost in me

So if you ever speak her language

Just don't tell her that you're damaged

Because someone's waiting in the wings for you to die

And don't you ever just forget

That rare and fragrant Mignonette

So there's a pool of blue

Standing in front of you

Yes, there's a pool of blue

Right in this living room