Weeds
Could have filled a gardenWith all the flowers that you gave meBut none of them were oursYou know the problem with historyIt keeps coming back like weedAnd when nothing feels enoughAt least you taught me how to loveBut he keeps growing back
Like weedsBaby, just open your eyes to seeHe’s growing from inside meAnd I just don’t know what I can doI thought I cut him at the rootLike weedsLike weeds
I miss all of my exesThey’re the only ones that know meAnd God knows that sex isA way to feel a bit, a little bit less lonely
Yeah, I tried to keep it covered upYeah, I thought I cut him at the rootBut now I think my time is upCause he keeps growing back
Like weedsBaby, just open your eyes to seeHe’s growing from inside meAnd I just don’t know what I can doI thought I cut him at the rootLike weedsLike weedsLike weedsYeah
Baby…Like weedsLike weedsLike weedsYeah, yeahBaby, just open your eyes to seeHe’s growing from inside meAnd I just don’t know what I can doI thought I cut him at the rootLike weedsLike weeds