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And honey Oh honey, The songs on the radio Are just your words in a different voice And the wind tickling my skin Is just your voice carried from so far And the bitter coffee The reason why I'm doing so well here Is just your dark humor flowing out of the cup And honey Oh honey, The pillows just don't feel the same without you And these warm winter days Seem just as cold without you in my arm The nights seem just a bit darker And the future a little bit less clear Without you now And honey Oh honey, The beating of my heart Is just you whispering that is wasn't me And the pain in my chest Is you breaking the glass that resides there And water ruining your mascara Is just the mask you gave me And the words flowing like the sweet taste of alcohol Neither of us really want to remember do we? Honey Oh honey, The car seat was as soft as your hand And the wind in my face Was being in your presence And the headlights from other cars Was your peircing glaze And the cold in my heart Was the last thing I have to remember you bye
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Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 1:15 PM UTC
Honey, oh honey
And honey Oh honey, The songs on the radio Are just your words in a different voice And the wind tickling my skin Is just your voice carried from so far And the bitter coffee The reason why I'm doing so well here Is just your dark humor flowing out of the cup And honey Oh honey, The pillows just don't feel the same without you And these warm winter days Seem just as cold without you in my arm The nights seem just a bit darker And the future a little bit less clear Without you now And honey Oh honey, The beating of my heart Is just you whispering that is wasn't me And the pain in my chest Is you breaking the glass that resides there And water ruining your mascara Is just the mask you gave me And the words flowing like the sweet taste of alcohol Neither of us really want to remember do we? Honey Oh honey, The car seat was as soft as your hand And the wind in my face Was being in your presence And the headlights from other cars Was your peircing glaze And the cold in my heart Was the last thing I have to remember you bye
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Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 1:15 PM UTC
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