Drawn From Bees Waiting For The End
You’ve become a broken heart
You’ve become a place to start
Looking for the end
I’ve become accustomed to
Sitting back and watching you
Waiting for the end
This is just a place to be
This is just a place to sit
Waiting for the end
I’m so removed
And I don’t care if it’s you
If I choose to know
The ending, I wouldn’t change a thing
