Honey Songtext
von 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
Turns up on strange
And instantly you know
The distance between
The lost and the let go

And what we are now
And how you see
When what you have
Is not what you need
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

My blood still
Stings with the taste of you
My 3am
Fuck, what –am-doing-with-my-life
Thought

And what we are now
And how you see
When what you have
Is not what you need
Honey