Garden

Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah He said, "Darling, who you praying to? Was anybody answering you? Because I've done my part for ten years now And I can't seem to get through" He said, "I really don't care if you cut your hair And I really wouldn't mind if we don't go anywhere 'Cause I've got you, yeah, I've got you now I've got you" And I think my bruised knees are sort of pretty And I think your tired eyes are kind of nice And when I first met you, there was a garden Growing in a black hole of my mind Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah He said, "Darling, what's it coming to? And have you got a lighter on you? Been trying put these down for ages now But I can't seem to come through" He said, "I really don't mind if we take our time 'Cause I've got a couple bottles of your favorite wine And I've got you, yeah, I've got you now I've got you" And I think my bruised knees are sort of pretty And I think your tired eyes are kind of nice And when I first met you, there was a garden Growing in a black hole of my mind I love everything that you've got, boy Tell me that you'd be mine, be mine, be mine Sick, sweet nothings, you're tryna talk, boy Tell me that you'd be mine, be mine, be mine And I think my bruised knees are sort of pretty And I think your tired eyes are kind of nice And when I first met you, there was a garden Growing in a black hole of my mind Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah