[Verse 1]
In a box under my bed is a book full of flowers pressed
with a daisy for the summer, a rose for the fall,
one meant I love you, one meant nothing at   all.
 
[Verse 2]
In a box under my bed is a ring full of promises
by a violet for the winter, a tulip for the spring,
one meant: I'm sorry and one didn’t mean a damn   thing.
 
[Chorus]
It wasn’t the flowers that would’ve kept me
or all the things you didn’t do.
All of the times I've spent wishing, all of the empty "I love you"s,
I don't want your flowers,   I don't want you.
 
[Verse 3]
I told you I needed to think, you told me you still loved me
after so many years of giving my all,
your words are like petals, honey, they’re starting to   fall.
 
[Chorus]
It wasn’t the flowers that would’ve kept me
or all the things you didn’t do.
All of the times I've spent wishing, all of the empty "I love you"s,
I don't want your flowers,   I don't want you.
 
 
[Bridge]
Every time I shut the door there are flowers on my porch.
Every time I say goodbye you finally become the guy I wanted you to be.
It takes me leaving to know you love   me.
 
[Chorus]
It wasn’t the flowers that would’ve kept me
or all the things you didn’t do.
All of the times I've spent wishing, all of the empty "I love you"s,
I don't want your flowers,   I don't want your flowers,
I don't want you.