Honey.

[fifthdream]

My sweet honeybee, you are the one for me, no matter what your mother says. And if i could be most anything, i'd be the one that makes you sing with all your bloodstains on my bed. I want you to be two miles from the sun. With your bloody knees, two miles from the sun...

My sweet honeybee, lock you up with me and i'll soothe the aching from your head. And when i'm feeling down, i'll saw off both your hands and lick the sweat off of your feet. I want you to be two miles from the sun. With your bloody knees, two miles from the sun. I want you to feel two miles from the sun. Want you to be two miles... I'll be your sun.

I'll be your sun.