My sweet honey bee, you are the one for me, no. No matter what your mother says. If I could be most anything, I'd be the one that makes you sing. With all your bloodstains on my bed.
Dawn breaks twice and I breathe awhile. If I could speak, I would make you smile. And you'd be free watching over, over me. . But it's always in my head.
Red is calling in the dead of night. I can hardly wait. Head is spinning I just don't feel right. Something that I ate. . Saw you falling fell from so high.