Started like Sunshine, now it is rain,
Used to feel happy, now I feel pain.
You once thought about me, hour on hour,
You used to be sweet, but now youve turn sour.

Someone tell me, tell me please,
Why have those butterflies, turned into bees?
Stinging my heart, stinging my soul,
Dragging me further, into my hole.

How do I listen when you have nothing to say?
You bitch and you moan, when you dont get your way.
I should have saw this coming, but how would I know?
With all of those feelings, you never did show?