Killer Bee

All my dreams, hovering On the verge, I can't resist the urge to put them on the list Killer bee, how's your sting? You won the prize, and didn't cheat But really, I just can't compete It's hard to tell if it's any good It's rude to yell, but I wish I would I'd sing every word if I only could That's what I get for being misunderstood All the time, mostly, I'm in the crowd Just taking in the simple pain that strikes again Killer bee, carry me, toss me like a castaway, to hide what I was gonna say It's hard to tell if it's any good It's rude to yell, but I wish I would I'd sing every word if I only could That's what I get for being misunderstood It's hard to tell if I'm any good It's hard to yell, when I know I should I'd sing every word if I only could That's what I get for being misunderstood That's what I get for being misunderstood