Artist：belly
Songs Title：the bees

My blessed son, you...

You've got a lot to learn.

So Im your best friend,
You love me, and

Well Ill tell you something:

Were on the road to messy.

Now the bees behind my eyes sing beware,

But my bee-stung tongue wants in there.

Beware, beware, beware of me.

If your heart is not on my side,

If your heart is not on my side,

If your heart is not on my side,

Youre not on my side anymore.

I steal a piece of your diary.

I dont think that looks like me.

Am I so cold, now that Im older?

I tell you stories,

That doesnt mean you know me.

Now the bees behind my eyes sing, beware,

But my bee-stung tongue wants in there.

So come at me with mouth open wide,

And i, like a jerk, I crawl inside.

Beware, beware, beware of me.

If your heart is not on my side,

If your heart is not on my side,

If your heart is not on my side, youre not on my side anymore.