[Verse 1] Cut the ends off the cucumbers, toss 'em away, The flower end, like the dreams that didn't stay. Line 'em up in a glass jar, neat and straight, Just like the plans I had, that couldn't wait. [Chorus] Pour the vinegar, let it sting, Salt and water, the memories bring. Let it cool, let it settle, let it drown, Pickles in the jar, while my heart breaks down. [Verse 2] The dill floats like a promise, green and bright, But promises fade in the cold of night. I press 'em down with a jar to make 'em stay, Wish I could do the same with love gone away. [Prechorus] Two hours, they say, might do the trick, But I’ll wait for twenty-four, let the brine get thick. [Chorus] Pour the vinegar, let it sting, Salt and water, the memories bring. Let it cool, let it settle, let it drown, Pickles in the jar, while my heart breaks down. [Bridge] I thought love was like a summer garden, Fresh and green, with no need for pardon. But time’s a brine, and hearts are brittle, Now I’m left here with cucumbers and riddles.
