Skinny Love
Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
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
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
Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
Sullen load is full so slow on the split
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 then who the hell was I?
Cause now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you? who will fight?
And who will fall, far behind?
Come on skinny love
