Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Charles Kimmel
Songwriter
Wildman Schubert Reed
Songwriter
Lyrics
I've come back alone cried one too many times
But I've got one too many people on my mind
And I've not won too many hearts but they win mine
Like I've been wasting time holding someone else's place in line
And I already know tears look bad on a guy
If I knew the ropes I'd leave them all behind
So I might take my heart back and find a different size
Like some twisted Dr. Seuss book horror story all combined
Bee season's over it ended today
Heard it straight from the mouth of the queen
People they come or they go or they stay
And I guess it just ain't up to me
It ain't up to me
And I know I should never have wished for butterflies
'Cause when you hang your heavy hopes on fragile wings they often tire
And I don't need a light or a smoke to play with fire
Another lovesick pyromaniac with a broken open mind
Bee season's over it ended today
Heard it straight from the mouth of the queen
People they come or they go or they stay
And I guess it just ain't up to me
Bee season's over it ended today
Heard it straight from the mouth of the queen
People they come or they go or they stay
And I guess it just ain't up to me
It ain't up to me
It ain't up to me
It ain't up to me
It ain't up to me
It ain't up to me
Writer(s): Wildman Schubert Reed
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