Land Lion - Honey Do Lyrics

You bought a house down the street
From your third favorite bar
So when you get blacked out now
You don't get in your car
And that's progress, I guess
'Cause now your mess is your mess
Unless you get sick
In your neighbors' yard
Well you're kind and polite
Towards the people you meet
But you say terrible things
When you hide behind screens
And you're sure that you're right
This is what they deserve
And feed on their outrage in turn
You and your therapist've
Been working on your honey do list
But the dread persists
As you check off boxes and boxes
You quit smoking again
You're trying meditation
But you're scared
That this is just who you are
You tell the world how it is
With bumper stickers and shirts
And if someone disagrees then
They're gonna get hurt
You're wearing that finger out
Aimed at everyone else
It's easier than fixing yourself
You say that "Evil has a type
It rots from within
Leaves the poor bastards
Blind." As you scour the horizon
For monsters and creeps
When they look at you what do they see
A virtue signal flare that's so bright
That you light up the dark
And it's so unfair
Nothing ever seems to soften their hearts
You let their hate become your hate
It caught you unaware
And now you're so scared
You've turned out just like them
Full of hate, and afraid
Whatever broke you is still gonna hurt
You'll be picking at that scab until you're down in the dirt
If you go to war with them they'll callous your heart
Nihilism is easy
Hope is hard