I just can't seem to stop the bleeding
And other times to stop the screaming
I hate the rain, but to end up dry
And now I'm scared of the sun, and just guess why

A tulip and bruised lips
And pesticides and a kind of eyes
And they say who you are
You know you are a tulip

I'm just finding the bad days are leaving
And other times to stop the screaming
I hate the rain, but to end up dry
Who scared the sun, and who knows why

A tulip and bruised lips
And pesticides and a kind of eyes
And they stay and there you are
You know you are a tulip

A little bit of a sun is just a another good day
And a little bit of rain just to wash it away
A little bit of a sun is just a another good day
And a little bit of rain just drags it away