Thinking back to last I saw you I remember that look in your eyes The air around you felt so green Sweeten me as you would lemonade Of all the things that you came here to drink Citrus juice is not the only thing Bitterly living inside my veins I'll hand feed you apricot Your tongue lingers as our hands touch How did you think I'd react Your hands running down my back You're a pear Pulp lines my tongue as juice slides down my arm to dirt Your pulp lines my tongue I'll hand feed you Apricot Your tongue lingers as our hands touch The Bobby Pins in your hair, I'm gonna mess them up real good You're a honey Bee drinking from citrus flowers Sweet honey bee You don't know what you do to me No no