I Love You, Honeybear - Father John Misty

Oh, honeybear, honeybear, honeybear

Mascara, blood, ash and cum

On the Rorschach sheets where we make love

Honeybear, honeybear, honeybear

You fuck the world damn straight malaise

It may be just us who feel this way

But don’t ever doubt this, my steadfast conviction

My love, you’re the one I want to watch the ship go down with

The future can’t be real, I barely know how long a moment is

Unless we’re naked, getting high on the mattress

While the global market crashes

As death fills the streets we’re garden-variety oblivious

You grab my hand and say in an «I told you so» voice:

«It's just how we expected»

Everything is doomed

And nothing will be spared

But I love you, honeybear

Honeybear, honeybear, honeybear

You’re bent over the altar

And the neighbors are complaining

That the misanthropes next door

Are probably conceiving a Damien

Don’t they see the darkness rising?

Good luck fingering oblivion

We’re getting out now while we can

You’re welcome boys, have the last of the smokes and chicken

Just one Cadillac will do to get us out to where we’re going

I’ve brought my mother’s depression

You’ve got your father’s scorn and a wayward aunt’s schizophrenia

But everything is fine

Don’t give into despair

Cause I love you, honeybear

Honeybear, honeybear, honeybear