Lyrics
I never get picked for the right reasons
They’re killing me for the greater good
Unwanted and lonely
Looking up at your trophies
So badly I long to be like them
So I’m picking at my petals
Wishing I was special
When I’ve already got all that I need
Sometimes the prettiest flowers are weeds
Prettiest flowers are weeds
Pull me by the roots, hope I don’t grow back
You never liked things that don’t belong
Just a little different
I’ll plant my own garden
Where there’s nothing wrong with being wild
So I’m picking up my petals
Letting myself let go
Aching for the chance to be free
Sometimes the prettiest flowers are weeds
Prettiest flowers are weeds
Don’t let ‘em take me, let ‘em break me down
Don’t let ‘em take me, let ‘em break me down
So I’ll pay the price for my own exile
It’s worth every ounce of hope I bleed
All my curses are blessings
Every dream I’m neglecting
Are growing into a future where I’m free
Sometimes the prettiest flowers are weeds
Prettiest flowers are weeds
Don’t let ‘em take me, let ‘em break me down
Don’t let ‘em take me, let ‘em break me down
Sometimes the prettiest flowers are weeds
