Cold Eyes

What do you see when you look at these cold eyes
Do you see someone who barely get's by?

Of course not
Because you're high on pot.

What you see
Is a busy little bee.

A bee who cares
And is the only one who bears.

All of the things you do
That makes me go 'who knew'

Maybe we need some time apart
Because you tear my heart.

This is hard for me to say
But I think I'm going to say nay.