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