The car ride home is a heavy kind of silent

And I can feel it weighing on me

As if I am the one who made the mistakes tonight

Your words were like

A swarm of bees

I can't pretend that

I didn't want the honey

But I only got the sting

And now I'm wilted in the passenger seat

Waiting to reach home and

The smile of the light above the front steps

And the world away from you

I know that I need you to survive

But I know that you are all out of kind words

And your bee swarm is angry

So dense that it blocks out the sun

Now the question is

Do I want to die in the sun

Or survive in the dark

You're all out of honey, honey

And I wonder if you want me at all