ThiefShe wears her dress high As high as she pulls her hat down low. She's seeking out the places Those other people can't go and hold her. Untouched by the sea, She's walking on water when she walks in her sleep. She's dragging me through places I didn't want to be seen. She's a liar, As I am a thief. Because of you I came, Because of you I leave. I wanna know (I wanna know) Why the monsters that hurt you so Don't look like those things that We battled so long ago. And I thought I did my part, When I pulled you out of there. That night you left foot marks on my wall. You are my liar, So I will be your thief. Because of you I came, Because of you I leave. Because of you we are home now. Belly Index Baby's ArmSlow down. Slow down. Arms too tired to take up. Baby takes up arms. Arms too tired to reach my face And break it. Baby tags along, along. Lips too wide to preach about it. Hips too wide to reach around it. Arms too tired to reach my face And break it. Baby tag along, along. Honey ride with me, Be my company. Honey ride and let some good thing Come and rip me through my jeans (honey ride with me), Rip me through my jeans (honey ride with me). Slow down. Slow down. Slow down. I'm allowed to take this shit and blow it. I'm allowed a quiet type, know it. I'm too tired to reach my face and break it. Honey tag along, along. Honey ride with me. Be my company. Honey ride and let some thing Come and rip me through my jeans (honey ride with me), Rip me through my jeans (honey ride with me). Honey ride with me. Honey ride with me. Honey ride with me. Be my company. Please baby, please baby, please. Belly Index John DarkI went in like Joan, No voice to guide me And carry a picture In my teeth. A wedding like Joan's, No voice to guide me. I carry a picture In my teeth. Next time I'm feeling better I'll keep my lips together. I'll wear my leather sweater And never once forget her. Your dilated eyes And guarded paradise, you carry a picture of Joan. I know you're upset Because you haven't shaved your legs, And you're not a woman, Who might think that was European. Do words stand alone? Will words stand behind you? Will words burn a picture In your teeth? Next time I'm feeling better I'll keep my legs together. I'll wear my leather sweater And never once forget her. Next time I'm feeling better, I'll put my hands together. I'll waive my right to pleasure And keep my legs together. Belly Index |
