Oh, honeybear, honeybear, honeybear
Mascara, blood, ash and [bad word] On the Rorschach sheets where we make love
Honeybear, honeybear, honeybear
You [bad word] the world [bad word] straight malaise
It may be just us who feel this way
But don't ever doubt this, my steadfast conviction
My love, you're the one I want to watch the ship go down with
The future can't be real, I barely know how long a moment is
Unless we're naked, getting high on the mattress
While the global market crashes
As death fills the streets we're garden-variety oblivious
You grab my hand and say in an "I told you so" voice:
"It’s just how we expected"
 [bad word] 
Everything is doomed
And nothing will be spared
But I love you, honeybear
Honeybear, honeybear, honeybear

[Verse 2]
You're bent over the altar
And the neighbors [bad word] That the misanthropes next door
Are probably conceiving a Damien
Don't they see the darkness rising?
Good luck fingering oblivion
We're getting out now while we can
You're [bad word] boys, have the last of the smokes and chicken
Just one Cadillac will do to get us out to where we're going
I've brought my mother's depression
You've got your father's scorn and a wayward aunt's schizophrenia
 [bad word] 
But everything is fine
Don't give into despair
Cause I love you, honeybear
Honeybear, honeybear, honeybear