I'm back to the same routine I'm awake at 4am Without a reason And I've never felt so alone I could blame it on the seasons But when winter passes and everything starts to grow I think everyone will know That I'm still not happy with how things left with you and me And these late nights and this dark mind Make me wonder why you'd leave But what if I came back to you? Would we go back to what I was used to? Would we stay up late reckless and manic Till something inside me flourished? Or am I just another weed to you? I just wanna feel like I have a reason to still be here I just wanna feel anything but helpless I just wanna be something prominent in whatever I end up doing I just wanna be something verdant So what if I go back to you? Would we go back to what we used to be? Can we try to be artful and emphatic? Reckless and manic till something inside me flourishes? Or would you leave me with the weeds again? I'm sick of the same routine