Weeds In The Garden

Carla & Paul aka Butterfly Division

I seem to find peace at the bottom of a bottle of Cote de Rhone again
And I think I found truth here in this honest confession
I’ve fucked up more times than you can imagine
Spent too many days in haze and confusion
Waiting and moping and smoking my time away
While my friends are working nine-to-five money I’m collecting
I’m a part-time monkey in a suit for minimum wage

Forgive me
But I’m happy
At rock bottom I’m pleased
When my whole world goes up in flames
Plant a garden with the weeds

Love
My darling Love
You’ve set me free

The way you talk to me reminds me of how I heard messages
Memories
And how it is everything to me
While I was waiting for life to begin
My expectations were often met with sin
And now I regret ever cherishing anything

But with my high view of reality I feel happy
While my friends are working nine-to-five money I’m collecting
I’m a part-time monkey in a suit for minimum wage
Now my mood changes when people talk about their mortgages
Noncommittal
Just critical
I try to retain my own feeble idea of normality

Forgive me
But I’m happy
At rock bottom I’m pleased
When my whole world goes up in flames
Plant a garden with the weeds