Weeds in the concrete Never seemed pretty Now everything reminds me of me Since I stopped thinking of you quite as often And wrapped myself inside dandelions Just another day without you Just another day without you Just another day without you And I'm alive I wear your favourite colour to groceries But I won't put my face on 'Cause if I were to see you the tickety tock Would stopper stop, stop, stop So maybe I think of you quite often And pick apart all my dandelions Just another day without you Just another day without you Just another day without you And I'm alivе