[Verse 1]
Honey, comb your hair
As it catches the sun
I don't need your fuss or flesh
Tempting as you know it is
Tight are the reins, that are soaking you through
I don't fear the reeds
More, it's the lies you thread my needle with

[Chorus]
And your calf is sold and your honey crushed
You were up all night
And the orange tree, that you tend for me
I was up all night

[Verse 2]
Honey, cursed are your words
That are leaving your mouth
They used to float, those paragraphs
Now they fall like paving slabs
Dry cured or love sick
It's hard to depict
You'd have to cross the universe
To find something you’rе happy with

[Chorus]
And your calf is sold and your honey crushed
You werе up all night
I'm a nectarine on an orange tree
But you tend to me
I was up all night

I found no humor in your laughter
It stole my breath and took real effort
To get out of my head and out my lungs
I love you so hard it hurts me sometimes

I'm looking back on all of these old notifications
But what to they say about me
What do they say about me now

I'm sorry that I'm not exactly what you expected from me
Expected from me

I'm usually not this bad at saying that I'm sorry
But I'm not sorry
Even though you think that I should be
That I should be