Lyrics:

Honey

The party
It went away quickly

But oh that's the trouble
With ticking and talking

I lick the ice cubes from your empty glass
Oh we've stayed much too late
Till they're cleaning the ashtrays


Do you have change or a button or cash?
Oh my pockets hang out like two surrender flags

Oh, but I'd pay anything to keep my conscience clean

Keeping my eye on the exits
Steady now

::vocalizing::

How did we get here?
With creaks in these chairs
Oh there aren't enough hands to point all the fingers

But I sit transfixed by a hole in your t-shirt
Oh I've said much too much and they're trying to sweep up.

::vocalizing::