It came up from below, little seeds that you sowed
When you were just a child, with your mother's smile
And it rose between us, so you knelt in a prayer
The tears streaming to this bed you prepared
And the silence grew like thorns through the garden
The water in the fountain had run dry
So why are we holding on
When what we had is gone?
We're overgrown
So come on, let's cut it down right to the cold hard ground
We're overgrown
Well, your disappointment was a poison vine
You picked its fruits and you drunk its wine
Cause the words unspoken, like lead in your throat
Oh, the weight of your choices, bearing down on us both
Did I know nothing of the end of love?
It's a hollow feeling - not being enough
So why are we holding on
When what we had is gone?
We're overgrown
So come on, let's cut it down right to the cold hard ground
We're overgrown
If it wasn't for your ego
You'd be fine with what you have
But you want it all forever
And you want it all so bad