"Wasp" lyrics

I caught a wasp inside a glass
I've promised that I would be kind to them
And hurriedly I set them free out of the back door
Oh, little thing you haven't got a sting like mine

I turned around, he looked at me
Like he was searching for some misery
"The summer's drawing to a close"
He said "That's why they fly in
Looking for a last sweet thing before they're dying"

And oh, it felt so good
To know the rage I had portrayed in them
Was just a grief misunderstood

I caught a wasp inside a glass
I've promised that I would be kind to them
And hurriedly I set them free out of the back door
Oh, little thing you haven't got a sting like mine
Little thing you haven't got a sting like mine

And oh, it felt so good
To know the rage I have contained
Is just a grief misunderstood
Oh, the rage I have contained
Is just a grief misunderstood