A Thousand Bees

How sweet is the revenge
When you don’t want it anymore?
How meaningless the defense
When you’re not fighting anymore?
I’ve given up the wanting
How it seems to want me still
Like lovers wanting others
Dancing on the lovers' hill
Photographs, beautiful photographs
Can’t go back, can’t take it back
Photographs, beautiful photographs
Can’t go back, can’t take it back
To see a younger girl like me
With eyes all wide and wandering
Will she awaken just like me?
A thousand bee stings covering
A heart that doesn’t need their wings
You stung me, you stung me
You stung me, you stung me
You stung me, you stung me
You stung me, you stung me
Photographs, beautiful photographs
Can’t go back, can’t take it back
Everything, I’ve told you everything
Can’t go back, can’t take it back
Photographs, beautiful photographs
Can’t go back, can’t take it back
How sweet is the revenge
When you don’t want it anymore?