Oh, how my little weed blossoms Your absence never lasts I get rid of you but you bloom back Oh, how you sprout fast Then you stare at me with eyes black Pretending to care with false words Don’t touch me ‘cause the sensation burns You’re not even trying anymore Pity is the reason you’re at my door No more sparks and no more static Each time you come back to me I panic I try so hard to hide our past in my mind’s attic But you sneak back and for tears I become an addict Step by step on life’s path made of flowers There you are but to remove you takes too much power And no, no longer are you a rose to me You’re my little weed that stays close to me You tangle up my life when things get better And my recovering happiness becomes tethered If you have to leave then please leave for good To love me again, I don’t think you ever would