Death by Mānuka Honey — The Pryme Maytz

You bought the good stuff. Left the price for me to see. Set it by the kettle Like an apology. I let it settle. There's a film across the cup. You ask if I feel better. I say it's sweet enough. Sweeten me up. Till I'm too thick to speak. Death by Mānuka honey— You like your damage sweet. Your friends are coming. Hide the stain beneath the plate. You hand me something sweeter When I tell you what I hate. They want the secret. You explain it comes from bees. Everybody loves you When I swallow and agree. Sweeten me up. Till I'm too thick to speak. Death by Mānuka honey— You like your damage sweet. Keep your receipt. Take the lid and take the bow. I don't have to thank you Just to spit it out. Sweeten me up. I was bitter for a reason. Death by Mānuka honey— You call it care. I call it treason. Sweeten me up. Till I'm too thick to speak. Death by Mānuka honey— You like your damage sweet. You checked the label. Never checked on me.