"Honey"

There's a kinda melancholy brightness to the stories that he tells

Like despite his best intentions he is living pretty well

A practiced self-awareness bleeding into overkill

Like Father John Misty at the Ace Hotel

He's never far from trouble but he chooses vices wisely

Like booze and girls and bad tattoos and Twitter proselytizing

He's open-hearted, even-parted cynical and smiley

I think I musta crossed his mind, but nothing would surprise me

And he says, "Honey, it's nice to meet ya"

And I say, "Honey, we've met before"

I think that maybe this is all just getting a little too familiar

Yeah I think maybe I don't wanna hang around here no more

He's crossing all the lines he's always drawing in the sand

He's got all of LA county in the palm of his hand

He's playing devil's advocate until the bitter end

Victoria's Secret Angel girlfriend

He says, "Honey, it's nice to meet ya"

And I say, "Honey, we've met before"

I think that maybe this is all just getting a little too familiar

Yeah I think maybe I don't wanna hang around here no more

In my defense, I always warned him not to take that exit

'Cause love turns poison soon as you neglect it

It can't withstand those brutal ways you test it

It's all the same, he takes no blame, he wasn't that invested

He says, "Honey, it's nice to meet ya"

("So nice to meet ya")

And I say, "Honey, well, we've met before"

("Actually, we've met before")

Yeah I think that maybe this is all just getting a little too familiar

Yeah I think maybe I don't wanna hang around here no more

Lack of judgement so alarming

He's your Echo Park prince charming

His art-pop band's an indie darling

I used to find him so disarming

Lack of judgement so alarming

He's your Echo Park prince charming

His art-pop band's an indie darling

I used to find him so disarming

Ohhh, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhh, oh yeah