Love stings those it hates
Love is the bee
And the heart is the flower
Heartbreak is the stinger,
And depression is the poison
We let the bee into the flower
And the bee stings our flower
The poison hazes our minds,
We keep letting bees into our flowers
And they keep getting stung
But most people fight the poison and win,
Some fight and lose
But some just let the poison go and destroy them
Then the bees come round again to sting those who beat their poison
They come back just to put more poison into them,
But the poison fades away
And the bees die away
And you come back round and your fine once again and just move on
And forget the poison they fought because they let bees into their flowers and kept getting stung.