[ Featuring the Aglets ]
I didn't realize the camera you gave me was a gift reliant upon appearing together
I didn't realize this keyboard you gave me was a gift dependent upon playing together
I didn't realize the post-its you gave me were each a tiny gift conditional to sticking together
I only realize this now, because you say I can keep them if we're staying together
I may be yellow, but I ain't a square
It's more than your tone that's making me scared
It makes me shutter it makes me shiver
I don't want to be with a Native American giver
I don't know what you're hung up on; try to retake your composure
I developed every picture; how's that for full exposure
Once you learn how to play the piano, just ask your ex-boyfriend for a new one
I drew and wrote on every single post-it note
I guess you can have them back if you want
I may be yellow, but I ain't a square
It's more than your tone that's making me scared
It makes me shutter it makes me shiver
I don't want to be with a Native American giver
Why would you bother even having them wrapped and delivered
I don't want to be with a Native American giver
