you want a man full of love more dangerous ways you're guarding your ground, that i'm sure of you're cutting your gold with grey and you're showing your pinkest parts in my absence and telling nine lies in the moonlight and you're showing your pinkest parts in my absence
you slip on the yoke like it was a cute top and drag a frozen lake full of fish and whatnot across a living bed of flowers and you leave it laying heavy on the bed of ours
do you see a cold floor in your future? or do you sleep sounder when the sheets are sour?
you wanted a man, i showed up and gave you a rib from my cage that rib went bad, you let 'em all rot replaced with tattooed snakes may your bones turn to rope and go limp inside you if you were burning me boy you'd get ice may your bones turn to rope and go limp inside you
you slip on the yoke like it was a cute top and drag a frozen lake full of fish and whatnot across a living bed of flowers and you leave it laying heavy on the bed of ours
i lit a match and watched it throw shadows while you grew a hell on the top of our kingdoms
and you are your father's daughter and i am (i am) no runner
study an affair and contemplate how a complicated train of events that ends in a final result of men's flesh becoming stairs