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 Memories like Long forgotten clothes Turns up strangers And instantly you know The distance between, the loss, the let go Who are you now and are you seeing 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 Cut price candy cane Coloured the honey in this state Blood red It all still Stings with the taste of you My 3sm f**, what-am-doing-with-my-life thought Who are you now and are you seeing What you have not what you need Honey Honey Honey Honey