Oleander Honey
(But my bees? In my garden? They're living, breathing things. They're people)
There's a gash inside your vein
At least that's how it looks to me
Did you hate me all that much?
That you'd drown me in a pinkish sea
I just tried to keep you warm
As we looked out at the swarms
Oleander honey
The bees know what they're
Doing with their money
They're proving that they don't need me
At all
Take a sprig of
Oleander honey
It's nice to go out
Lying in the sunny light of day
As you shake it up
You still see me in the wind
They'll never trust your hives again
The suit is still too thick
So how'd it get under your skin?
So try and keep lukewarm
As you choke on the black swarm
Oleander honey
The bees know what they're
Doing with their money
They're proving that they don't need you
At all
Take a sprig of
Oleander honey
It's nice to go out
Lying in the sunny light of day
As the blood comes up
So when you find me
In endless fields of pink flowers
You'll know my words
Before they form
Oleander honey
The bees know what they're
Doing with their money
They're proving that you've got it wrong
So go
Take a sprig of
Oleander honey
It's nice to go out
Lying in the sunny light of day
As your heart blows up
(But my bees and my garden? They're a man's job.)
There's a gash inside your vein
At least that's how it looks to me
Did you hate me all that much?
That you'd drown me in a pinkish sea
I just tried to keep you warm
As we looked out at the swarms
Oleander honey
The bees know what they're
Doing with their money
They're proving that they don't need me
At all
Take a sprig of
Oleander honey
It's nice to go out
Lying in the sunny light of day
As you shake it up
You still see me in the wind
They'll never trust your hives again
The suit is still too thick
So how'd it get under your skin?
So try and keep lukewarm
As you choke on the black swarm
Oleander honey
The bees know what they're
Doing with their money
They're proving that they don't need you
At all
Take a sprig of
Oleander honey
It's nice to go out
Lying in the sunny light of day
As the blood comes up
So when you find me
In endless fields of pink flowers
You'll know my words
Before they form
Oleander honey
The bees know what they're
Doing with their money
They're proving that you've got it wrong
So go
Take a sprig of
Oleander honey
It's nice to go out
Lying in the sunny light of day
As your heart blows up
(But my bees and my garden? They're a man's job.)
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Writer(s): Riley Banks
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