Swill

I strapped a lace around your skinny waist, oh It might as well have been my neck that's hanging in Words like a razor, cut the skin from my bones, oh Down to my skeleton, the only thing I own You say I did something wrong, yesterday You're right, of course, I'm making fool of myself in every way Things I left for me You're so full on You kick them all away Years start flowing, I stop and wait I'm like a dog, I'll go to war with me You see me walking around in slow motion like a ghost You're right, of course, the blood in my brain's away it slow I sat down You alone My soul And everything that comes to lover's lust Things I left for me, oh You're so full on You kick 'em all away You're so full on You kick 'em all away Things I left for me, oh Me, oh