I’ma running to you’ra feet now and letting you sweep my head

I’ma falling in you’ra musical melodies

I’ma full of of you

You’ra empty of me

I’ve been seeing your eyes lately

In my roaring sea of tears

It’s kind of true what you said one day

I’m not the best person you could have

Your not the best that I could find

I bind your toes in fresh sweat

They make me feel so lost

So your toes have got to go I must say

I can’t find your mouth anywhere

I can’t find your soul in my fingertips

I must say you were right when you said

We weren’t meant for each other

We’re not ready for love

Though I like your silken hair

And I know you love my arduous legs

You looked at them often while I sat in silence

By your puny head with your puny ears

Make it to my honeymoon

When I’m married and full of children

Make it to my funeral

When my life has come to an everlasting end

Meet me on the hilltops when I’m tired of him

Meet in my room when I need to cry

It’s true I’ve found

What you said about never letting go

About needing a family and a friend

It’s true I’m better at being alone

It’s true you need a follower of sorts

I’ll lick the sun for you

And show you one day how it looks

But for now I’m leaving

I’ll be your corpse

In a few days or worse