You seem innocent enough, bubbling in my glass and making me smile.
You seem tasty enough, tingling my tongue and lightening my preverbal trial
You make me happy, light in my chest and quick with a joke
You make me sappy, quick to remember the weight of my yoke
You seemed innocent enough , bubbling in my glass and making me smile
until your taste made the truth tingle off my tongue and put me on trial
you made me happy for a moment until the joke wasn't funny
my yolk is off my neck and laying on the floor while someone calls me honey
You seemed innocent but I understand now , you're not bubbling
You're the small boil before all my masks start tumbling
