You say is that lipstick
Or blood on your shirt
Whatever I tell you
It's still gonna hurt
The face in the mirror
Means less every day
Fill up the longing or blow, me, away…
Away…
Away…

Lick up the honey, stranger and ask no questions
Lick up the honey, stranger and ask no questions

I am statistic
So faithless & free
Staining the pages
With apologies
The company car
The shirt on my back
Eyes on horizons
Blue skies, turn black…
Turn black…
Turn black…

Lick up the honey, stranger and ask no questions
Lick up the honey, stranger and ask no questions