And she keeps calling you "darling"
probably as a joke she won't admit

and it's simple, it is not my honey

but I know I should think of music
play some weird chords , and appear to be sad

and it's simple, it is not my honey
simple... but I know..

she's unfinished but sweet, nothing needs to change
she's unfinished but sweet, like a tiny rain

and it's simple, it is not my honey
simple...