1,000 Wasps in a Jam Jar

Shyly she enquired Why he never looked her in the eye while talking Frankly He reported in retort It's a precaution of sorts I get distracted and refracted When drawn into those gorgeous portals Lose my train of thought Alack These attacks are back to back In fact it's intractable We both know I'll snatch defeat from the jaws of victory Predictably How I'm standing still's a mystery When standing perpetually Doesn't seem a victory to me At times we all will wonder When our hearts are torn asunder How we're meant to keep on wandering When it feels as if your knees could buckle under you Lest we say Sod em Gomorrah Open the box from pandora I brought ya I left a jam jar on your doorstep A thousand wasps within so you might feel the bitter sting That I felt for ya Because I adore ya You can't deny the grumblings of this old pariah's Caused a rumbling down inside ya Like you're perched upon the tumble dryer smiling But you're best to double check that lid's on tight All the hallmarks say Love is patient, love is kind But the truth can differ significantly Or so I find Love is selfish love is desperate love is scared Love is willing to carve weapons From those truths you dared to bear Love is spiteful love is mean Love is seldom neat and clean Love wrings its hands and forces tears It wants to know where you've been Love is fearful of what you're thinking in those silences between At times we'll all still wonder When our hearts are torn asunder How you're meant to keep on wandering When you're reeling from the feeling that your knees could Buckle out from under ya And all the martyrs say Sod em' Gomorrah Open the box from pandora I brought ya I left a jam jar on your doorstep A thousand wasps within so you might feel the bitter sting That I felt for you Cuz I adore ya You can't deny the grumblings of this old pariah's Caused a rumbling down inside ya Like you're perched upon the tumble dryer smiling But you're best to double check that lid's on tight Lest we say Sod em' Gomorrah Open the box from pandora I brought ya I left a jam jar on your doorstep A thousand wasps within so you might feel the bitter sting That I felt for you Cuz I adore ya You can't deny the grumblings of this old pariah's Caused a rumbling down inside ya Like you're perched upon the tumble dryer smiling But you're best to double check that lid's on tight Alright