Honey - Olympia

Every lover you turn your back on

Turns up new in someone else’s arms

I don’t wanna see who I am in you now

Memories like long forgotten clothes

Turn up on strange and instantly you know

The distance between the loss, and the let go

What we are now and how you see

What you have, not what you need

Honey

Honey

Honey

Honey

Friday night trying to swap dreams

Conversations with Pokie machines

You see yourself in the surface of everything

Some beekeeper with a hot-shot idea

Fed his bees on cut price candy cane

Coloured all the honey in this state red

Blood still stings with the taste of you

My 3am, fuck, what-am-I-doing-with-my-life thought

What we are now and how you see

What you have, not what you need

Honey

Honey

Honey

Honey