Honey
Taylor Swift, The Life of a Showgirl, 2025
Writers: Taylor Swift, Max Martin, Shellback
Producers: Max Martin, Shellback, Taylor Swift
Label: Republic
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[Asus]You can call me “honey” [Em7]if you want because I’m the one you [D]want. [Bm]
mm mm [Asus]
When [D]anyone called [Bm]me “sweetheart”
it was [Asus]passive-aggres[Em7]sive at the park
and the [D]chick was tellin’ me [Bm] to back off
cuz her [Asus]man had looked at me wrong.
If [D]anyone called [Bm]me “honey”
it was [Asus]standing in the bath[Em7]room, white teeth,
they were [D]saying that skirt [Bm] don’t fit me
and I [Asus]cried the whole way home.
But [F#m]you touched my [Em]face,
redefined all of those [F#m]blues
when you [G]say “honey.”
[D] Summer[Bm] time spritz, pink skies –
[Asus]you can call me “honey” [Em7]if you want because I’m the one you [D]want.
Winter[Bm] green kiss, all mine –
you [Asus]give it different meaning cuz you mean it when you [D]talk.
Honey I’m home, [Bm] we could play house,
we can calm [Asus]down, pick me up,
[Em7]who’s the baddest in the land? What’s the [D]plan? ([Bm] what’s the plan?)
You could [Asus]be my forever best friend, honey.
When [D]anyone called [Bm]me “sweetheart”
it was [Asus]passive-aggres[Em7]sive at the park
and the [D]chick was tellin’ me [Bm] to back off
cuz her [Asus]man had looked at me wrong.
If [D]anyone called [Bm] me “honey”
it was [Asus]standing in the bath[Em7]room, white teeth,
they were [D]saying that skirt [Bm] don’t fit me
and I [Asus]cried the whole way home.
But [F#m]you touched my [Em]face,
redefined all of those [F#m]blues
when you [G]say…
[D] [Bm]
[Asus]You can call me “honey” [Em7]if you want because I’m the one you [D]want.
([Bm] I’m the one you want)
You [Asus]give it different meaning[Em7] cuz you mean it when you [D]talk.
Sweetie it’s yours,[Bm]kickin’ in doors,
take it to the f[Asus]loor, give me more.
[Em7]Buy the paint in the color of your [D]eyes
([Bm]of your eyes)
and gra[Asus]ffiti my en[Em7]tire life, honey.
When [D]anyone called me [Bm]late night
he was [Asus]messin’ around with [Em7]my mind
askin’, “[D]what are you doin’[Bm]?”, too tired,
to re[Asus]member in the mor[Em7]nin’.
And when [D]anyone called me “[Bm]lovely”
they were [Asus]finding ways not to [Em7]praise me,
but you [D]say it like you’re in [Bm]awe of me
and you [Asus]stay until the mor[Em7]ning, honey.
When [D]anyone called [Bm]me “sweetheart”
it was [Asus]passive-aggres[Em7]sive at the park
and the [D]chick was tellin’ me [Bm] to back off
cuz her [Asus]man had looked at me wrong.
(he looked at me wrong)
If [D]anyone called [Bm] me “honey” (ooh)
it was [Asus]standing in the bath[Em7]room (yeh), white teeth,
they were [D]saying that skirt [Bm] don’t fit me
and I [Asus]cried the whole way home.
(cried the whole way home)
But you can call me “honey” if you want…
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