Wet Your Whistle

I met my muse today, oh no

He came with sad eyes, wet tattered clothes

Well my chest was empty when you came knocking

I didn't hear the coins you dropped in

Yeah, from the start

I love to paint his little toe, its cracked and caved in like our souls

Well you love to love me when you're drinking

Although the motive it was quite clear

Oh yes sadly you know it was dear

And don't you ever forget me, my dearest friend

I'll be right here yes, if you need me

You know everyone is not who they seem to be

Oh my love, don't you dare hide in your insecurities