Flower and the honey-bee
Flower and the honey-bee
Bitter mirror
Shows ten years gone
Then fifteen
You're no teen
Their success is mean, baby
You're lean, baby
Feeling stagnant
Stuck
Outta luck
And charlatan time
To steal your dime
And worse
The dream, baby
Your dream, baby
Yeah, you was used
But in the end
It's on you, son
You was abused
But in the end
You knew, but wouldn't bend
You saw, but didn't run
Desperate vampires
Palms up
Smiling
Praise on
Prey on
To drain on
Lay claim on
Your heart
That genesis place
Of pure and rush
Of chills when you blush
And after your can
Of ¿you-who? is crushed
Then what?
Yeah, you was used
But in the end
It's on you, son
You was abused
But in the end
Mama said what makes a friend
But the monkey weighed a ton