Lyrics: I’ll take care of things while nobody’s around I’m always here, and yet i’m still not found By the river, or treehouse doors, you know where you still need to look Relax yourself, you’re not a monster or a crook You’re the basil in my garden that just never seems to grow right You’re the rose thorns on my body, that I can’t pull out of my sides I know that you can’t really love me, but I want you to so damn bad You’re the bitter things in life that make my mind think everything’s sad It’s not good for me but who cares what i think In the mirror across the bathroom sink There’s a sinking feeling of regret, like something reached into my head but still who really cares, this is your story, this is fair You’re the basil in my garden that just never seems to grow right You’re the rose thorns on my body, that I can’t pull out of my sides I know that you can’t really love me, but I want you to so damn bad You’re the bitter things in life that make my mind think everything’s sad You’re the basil in my garden that just never seems to grow right You’re the rose thorns on my body, that I can’t pull out of my sides I know that you can’t really love me, but I want you to so damn bad You’re the bitter things in life that make my mind think everything’s sad