Sick of being sweet Sick of showing teeth I'm aiming every way Watch out for my ricochet Usually the quiet one Today I'm feeling wide awake A brand new shade Tired of holding back my tongue I'm not minding manners I'm letting my cruel shine No more batting eyes Or rosy cheeks I'm not sweet and that's just fine Honeycomb I am not your honeycomb Sweet wine I prefer it bitter dry Hurricane Nothing getting in my way Put on my petty coat I'm about to gloat I was thought to be A sugar coated treat Watch your appetite I'm salty on the inside No longer on the floor The mat below your door I've been taking cues Learning to walk over you I'm not mindig manners I'm letting my cruel shine No more batting eyes Or rosy cheeks I'm not sweet and that's just fine Honeycomb I am not your honeycomb Sweet wine I prefer it bitter dry Hurricane Nothing getting in my way Put on my petticoat I'm about to gloat I'm not minding manners I'm letting my cruel shine My two sides They're not getting along Honesty is never wrong