Four hard leaves in a pot
Is what I got
Is what I've got
You left the sticker on the bottom
With the price tag stuck
I picked a vessel that I knew
Would make it easy on you
Forget about it weeks at a time
It'll still survive
What am I supposed to do with these roots
That I've overgrew
Every time I water you
It reminds me of where love won't grow
Do I look pretty
Or should I be cool
Do you like when I wear my sneakers
Or a short skirt after school
Running down the meadow
When I can't decide
But you've already struck a deal
And I'm left with an empty line
I've mourned a million places and faces
Who don't even know me
How can you crave a lullaby that you've never heard
Stacking footsteps in the grass
Four right turns in a row
My shoes are wet
From the places we won't go