American Honey

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I miss you like

American Honey

You taste so sweet

But there's always something

Like a tragedy

That's constantly coming

And it sticks to me

So I stick to nothing

What I would give

For just one morning

Where I wake up and

My thoughts aren't running

From the western world

That's constantly calling

But I'm a westerner

Ain't irony something

I'll kill you with

American Honey

It tastes so sweet

But it burns in your stomach

It gives you everything

And leaves you cold

I'm dead inside

But you'll never know