Could have filled a garden with all the flowers that you gave me
But none of them were ours
You know the problem with history, it keeps coming back like weedAnd when nothing feels enough
At least you taught me how to love, how to love, love
But he keeps growing back like weeds
Baby, just open your eyes to see, he′s growing from inside me
And I just don't know what I can do, I thought I cut him at the root
Like weeds, like weeds
Like weeds, yeah, yeah
I miss all of my exes, they′re the only ones that know me
And God knows that sex is a way to feel a bit, a little bit less lonely
Yeah, I tried to keep it covered up
Yeah, I thought I cut him at the root but now I think my time is up
Cause he keeps growing back like weeds
Baby, just open your eyes to see, he's growing from inside me
And I just don't know what I can do, I thought I cut him at the root
Like weeds, like weeds
Like weeds, yeah, yeah
Like weeds, like weeds
Like weeds, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Like weeds, like weeds
Like weeds, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-eah-eah, yeah-eah-eah, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Yeah-eah-eah, yeah-eah-eah, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh
Baby, baby, baby, baby
