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