"Honey" lyrics

"Honey"

Drip, slow down
Are you deaf to the sound?
You thought this road was straight as the crow
But it just spirals down
Helter-skelter, I can't forget you
Running with the wolves till the wolves come and get you
No honour among thieves
At least none you know

And you still got your heart and your blood and your soul
And if you wanna get to heaven, then you gotta take it slow
Go with the flow
Baby, go real slow

You put your hands around my throat
I guess that must be what you know
I wrap my fingers around your waist
And then I pull you close

You smile, and I melt like honey in your hands
While you lick me from yourself
Oh my god
And that gold chain around your neck
And your sweat is my sweat, and I won't ever forget what you said
No, I won't

You put your hands around my throat
I guess that must be what you know
I wrap my fingers around your waist
And then I pulled you close

I ain't here to be conquered
I ain't here to be won
I ain't here to be defeated
I want you to make love to me
Like honey
Like honey
Like honey
Like honey
Like honey


Writer(s): Cameron Blackwood, Christopher Carter, Dean Richardson
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