Please be my bee's knees and I'll be your cat's meow.
Howling at the moon every night I'm not next to you.
A true blue tragic love, no magic or miracles .
Just a mirrored oracle in your reflection.
A lost connection to broken heart strings.
Rings too small to fit on hands that do.
So say "I do" and be my bee's knees and I'll be your cat's meow.
Sting me and I'll purr, because this song I'll sing is both mine and yours.