They're easy come and easy go
Why you always got to work on a weed like she's gold and your the hoe
Once you pull her out she ain't coming back
She'll throw your stuff out in the street or in a black sack
See I'd feed you photosynthesis
I'll give you my water so your roots don't die I'll make each kiss bliss
I'll move over and share my sunshine
You toss me to the side like I'm a worthless shrine
I'd get chopped in half for you if it came to letting you live
I'll give all the carbon dioxide and all the oxygen I can give
I want to grow with you
The rest of them they just want to see a paycheck coming through