Honeycomb by Eva (Canada) Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sick of being sweet, sick of showing teeth
I'm aiming every way, watch out for my ricochet
Usually the quiet one, today I'm feeling wide awake
A brand new shade, tired of holding back my tongue
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm not minding manners, I'm letting my cruel shine
No more batting eyes or rosy cheeks
I'm not sweet and that's just fine
[Chorus]
Honeycomb, I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane, nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
[Verse 2]
I was thought to be a sugar coated treat
Watch your appetite, I'm salty on the inside
I'm no longer on the floor, the mat below your door
I've been taking cues, learning to walk over you
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm not minding manners, I'm letting my cruel shine
No more batting eyes or rosy cheeks
I'm not sweet and that's just fine
[Chorus]
Honeycomb (Honeycomb), I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane (Hurricane), nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
Honeycomb (Honeycomb), I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane (Hurricane), nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
[Post-Chorus]
(I'm about to gloat)
[Bridge]
I'm not minding manners, I'm letting my cruel shine
My two sides, they're not getting along
Honesty is never wrong
[Chorus]
Honeycomb, I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane, nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
Honeycomb, I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane, nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
Honeycomb, I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane, nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
Sick of being sweet, sick of showing teeth
I'm aiming every way, watch out for my ricochet
Usually the quiet one, today I'm feeling wide awake
A brand new shade, tired of holding back my tongue
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm not minding manners, I'm letting my cruel shine
No more batting eyes or rosy cheeks
I'm not sweet and that's just fine
[Chorus]
Honeycomb, I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane, nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
[Verse 2]
I was thought to be a sugar coated treat
Watch your appetite, I'm salty on the inside
I'm no longer on the floor, the mat below your door
I've been taking cues, learning to walk over you
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm not minding manners, I'm letting my cruel shine
No more batting eyes or rosy cheeks
I'm not sweet and that's just fine
[Chorus]
Honeycomb (Honeycomb), I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane (Hurricane), nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
Honeycomb (Honeycomb), I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane (Hurricane), nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
[Post-Chorus]
(I'm about to gloat)
[Bridge]
I'm not minding manners, I'm letting my cruel shine
My two sides, they're not getting along
Honesty is never wrong
[Chorus]
Honeycomb, I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane, nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
Honeycomb, I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane, nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat
Honeycomb, I am not your honeycomb
Sweet wine, I prefer it bitter dry
Hurricane, nothing getting in my way
Put on my petticoat, I'm about to gloat