Sweet debility; the Macallan in my gla**
Honey beads from those ardent eyes
So here I sit, flooded in mola**es
Every dollop of sweat swells in your light
So call me what you will, just calm me
Call me what I am, I’m yours
Laundered each saccharine stain
Every word until the purity burns
The sugar drips until your name soaks in my brain
I can’t stand to be rid of you
So call me what you will, just calm me
Call me what I am, I’m yours