Honey's playing precious, preciously outdone
I will hold my silence way until she's gone
You were right in your predictions
You were right all along – I'd fuck it up later

I am off the lies again, she is on the spin
But the drinking is still steady and the shivers are kicking in
I am lighting up the memory
You are right on the attack – I'd fuck it up later

Honey's looking nervous, I am keeping still
Now the vodka's kicking in on me, guess I've had my fill
(I'm ready for the kill)
You will try it once again you say
I guess that is your thrill – I'll fuck it up later

B:
This feeling’s kinda funny
But it’s none the less so strange
You’re feeling warm and sunny
But a smile is out of range
So come on let me know
Why d’you wanna go