Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My my my – my my my – my my my – my my...
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My my my – my my my – my my my – my my...
Right in the moment this order's tall
And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And in the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
'Cause I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Suckle on the hope in light brassieres
My my my – my my my – my my my – my my...
And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted
Cause now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
My my my – my my my – my my my – my my...
My my my – my my my – my my my – my my...