A Band Of Bees

You wouldn't walk away If my stories, they weren't true I love you It's only make

He was thinking like a mad man He was jealous on his own And the sooner he figures That he won't be

Use me like a punchbag I'm too much for a cage of monkeys Here they come from the hole In the back

What's this game that you're playing When you stand out of reach Do your sums before you run

Who'd have thought who'd have thought You'd get the devil down go his knee Holy smoke holy

There's no atmosphere on the moon Much like the vibe in the room Cold, closed out, needs more fuel

Sweet like a champion You're little you're spinning around Modern and lovely Go beyond go

Stumberling Searching out To make work Slouched behavior and hammer blows The counterman don't

What's this game that you're playing When you stand out of reach? Do your sums before you run

Chicken, pay the chicken back, back Pay the chicken back Pay back the chicken back Do the chicken

Was it you in the shadows? I've got to get this right Walking away With your arms folded tight

You should think of a lesson As a weapon in love And teach your brother, teach your sister Think of

Try and I fail, sometimes I even succeed If you look at my life, I can't complain If you know what I

Built my walls long and low Knuckles crack and lillies grow have a baby hold her up let her know Leave

I would like just one glass of water And I would like to dance with your daughter I would like if you would