my problems seem to stem from the little seeds i plant i try to stop i can t it s not in my nature nip it in the bud they don t make it hurt enough dead in his tracks when i finally think i m never going back they begin to flower no oh oh it s not your fault at all no oh oh it s not your fault at all no oh oh it s not your fault the white flag is hanging on the wall nip it in the bud tend to blow my dews like a nurse made to help battle wounds scars are like a trophy i carry with me he waits to see what is sown come and see what grows when all of the leaves have fun falling off what must you do but wait to welcome the frost nip it in the bud and oh oh oh it s not your fault at all no oh oh it s not your fault at all no oh oh it s not your fault the white flag is hanging on the wall hanging on the wall nip it in the bud nip it in the bud nip it in the bud nip it in the bud