Don't Call Me Flower

Ooh, ooh

Open on a scene

Two people dressed in green

With hours in the bank, not thoughts but shared bands

But at the end of every line he feels the need to define the word

'Cause there's sweetheart and angel and love and darling

And all those names are well and good until they're condescending

'Cause those things that you say, they lack to empower

So wait

And don't call me flower

Just smile a bit more

Sweetheart, you really don't know

You're a pretty thing for sure, ahh

And though I know that not all men

Act the way that you did

Got train station situation

Lodged into my head

With playback paraphrased

I feel the need to erase your mistakes

But what you did was wrong

Though I went along

It's just something about the way that you are

'Cause there's treacle and tart and there's bird and Peng ting

But at the end of the day I'm not confectionary

'Cause those things that you say they lack to empower

So wait

And don't call me flower, ah

(Ah, ah)

Express ticket to getting under my skin

There's a reason

That you refuse to admit

It's time to tell the truth

I've got power over you

You can take away my name

But don't you think it's okay

'Cause I wore a skirt that day

So we're closing on a scene

Two people dressed in green

Toxic masculinity, pursued by a bear please

It's a phrase that you hate more than my free thought

And that says it all

No more excusing your

Need to do something though I clearly said no

Don't call me

(Ah, ah, ah, ah)

(Ah, ah)