Honey-Grace Lyrics

Oh, my Honey-Grace, you're almost 28

Seems that Hollywood just gives you more than you can take

You're in love with the primetime

You hog the silver screen

How much more can you handle?

You've been slurring words on live TV

The limelight's yours till your bold enough to give it up

The limelight's yours till your bold enough to give it up

Honey-Grace

Is it all worth it?

Does a shorter life make you feel like a profit?

Begging desperately to be taken to the stars

When you could have it all for as long as you want

Oh, my Honey-Grace, you've started running late

Seems that NYC just loves to pick a quicker pace

You're so close to the punchline

Every time you step on stage

How much more can you handle?

Stuttering when eyes aren't on the page

The limelight's yours till your bold enough to give it up

But you're not the kind to the waste the good time in your cup

The cherubs make your nose run

You're looking tired, looking numb

What have you become? Baby's drowning in rum

Honey-Grace

Is it all worth it?

Does a shorter life make you feel like a profit?

Begging desperately to be taken to the stars

When you could have it all for as long as you want

Honey-Grace

Is it all worth it?

Does a shorter life make you feel like a profit?

Begging desperately to be taken to the stars

When you could have it all for as long as you want

Honey-Grace, Is it all worth it?

Does a shorter life make you feel like a profit?

Honey-Grace

Honey-Grace

Honey-Grace

Is it all worth it?

Does a shorter life make you feel like a profit?

Honey-Grace

Is it all worth it?