| The Bees Hurt Too I sometimes wonder how you are I know you say it�s all just fine I wish and pray your telling the truth I sometimes wonder if you still think of me Without all the pain All the loud You look so beautiful to me And I don�t know why I don�t even know why I haven�t forgotten the cause Of the loud talking and uncontrollable shaking Is it the bad memories? That keeps me happy with me now? Every time I relive in my head the good times I start to cry Then I have my bad slaps in the face Reminding me why I�m here now And you�re not I hope you think I�m great You think you�ve got me fooled I hope I�m not |
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