Oh Honey,
You can't slither like a snake
Then act like you have a backbone
You can't burn the world down
And expect it to rise from the ash
If your cold heart finally thaws,
I hope you're crippled by the mess you've made
Because you can't clip a birds wings
And expect it to fly higher
Oh Honey,
You can't start a fire
Then expect not to be burned
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 9:20 PM UTC
Oh Honey,
You can't slither like a snake
Then act like you have a backbone
You can't burn the world down
And expect it to rise from the ash
If your cold heart finally thaws,
I hope you're crippled by the mess you've made
Because you can't clip a birds wings
And expect it to fly higher
Oh Honey,
You can't start a fire
Then expect not to be burned
