Gardener

Would it be sweeter On the other side Where the grass is greener But its not alive Hang me in the corner if that's what you want Water me forever while you block the sun Convincing yourself you're doing everything right cnd it's not looking like the odds are on our side Flooding up roots until it's clear That you're not much of a gardener in this life But you can always try again next year Maybe try again next year No display Could ever satisfy Use me to decorate Pretending everythings alright Should be thriving in the summer like an out-stretched palm But I'm wilting underneath with the damage done Can be a green thumb if it's only been painted bright cnd it's not looking like the odds are on our side Flooding up my roots til it's clear That you're not much of a gardener in this life But you can always try again next year I know you know better Than to keep on Digging up hurt ripping all my leaves off We don't have to resort to upheaval To fix what's wrong Yeah I pushed through I'm still alive Under harsh conditions Barely survived Don't owe it to you Spare me the lies cll the growing i did was only out of spite Was only out of spite Yeah cnd it's not looking like the odds are our side Flooding up my roots and it's clear That you're not much of a gardener in this life But you can always try again next year I know you know better than to keep on Digging up hurt rippin all my leaves off We don't have to resort to upheaval To fix what's wrong