Lyrics

The consummate plagiarist shrinks down from the parapet
Our moon sits high on this silver summer night
As he scours the earth to you
The romanticized impression of you will suffice
In fact, it is preferred
Anticipation chokes your fairy lungs,
and holds you in my dream

You are leagues above fair
You have been beatified
In and out of these accounts,
You can only be mine

If it's the new you seek, you're in the wrong place
Surely you've heard this before
And as I turn your page again,
I know that he knows-

You're sweet as honey
Sweet as honey...

A moth that struggles in the spider's web feels glimpses of eternity
The carrion-eaters on the ocean floor will hear my song and weep
I am the rotting bones of something beautiful, assembled like a china doll
Discard, reject, and shun me as you would a simple earwig on your tongue

Take me as I would be,
had I any utility
This minstrel lacking intrigue
grows on you like a weed

If it's the new you seek, you're in the wrong place
I won't warn you anymore
And as I beg for my release,
Won't you come to

Cut and waste me
Sweet as honey
Suffocate and smother me
Sweet as honey

You invite the worst in me:
contempt born out of jealousy
You'd leave me bruised and empty
So stay within this dream
Where I cannot doubt that you're

Sweet as honey...