And she keeps calling you "darling"

probably as a joke she won't admit


and it's simple, it is not my honey


but I know I should think of music

play some weird chords , and appear to be sad


and it's simple, it is not my honey

simple... but I know..


she's unfinished but sweet, nothing needs to change

she's unfinished but sweet, like a tiny rain


and it's simple, it is not my honey

simple...