Don't Send Flowers

Heard you were sorry. Save the stamp.

Verse 1 You called my phone like a ghost with a plan Soft little voice, that same warm hand I let it ring like a thing in the past 'Cause I already grieved you, did it fast Cried for a week on a kitchen floor Then I got up and I locked the door You don't get the version that's still soft You called too late, the lights went off

Pre-Chorus Don't dress it up Don't say my name Whatever this is It came too late

Chorus Don't send flowers Don't send flowers to my door I'm the one who dug the hole You don't grieve what you killed before

Verse 2 You want the credit for the part that healed Want to stand at the grave that you helped seal That's bold for somebody holding the knife Asking how I'm doing with the rest of my life I'm good, I'm great, I'm a closed account Funny what a man can live without Keep the apology, keep the rose This ends the way a winter goes

Pre-Chorus Don't dress it up Don't say my name Whatever this is It came too late

Chorus Don't send flowers Don't send flowers to my door I'm the one who dug the hole You don't grieve what you killed before

Bridge I forgive you. That's not the same as back. You can be sorry on the other side of that. I put a stone where the trust used to grow And I keep it clean. So no — don't send flowers. Don't send flowers Don't send flowers to my door I'm the one who dug the hole You don't grieve what you killed before

Outro You don't grieve what you killed before

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