A promise is a promise.
Words only sounds.
I can’t wait to see you
When we’re both around.
Oh, I’m sick with it.
I’ve fallen down.
Oh, girl, when I see your face my shit gets flipped upside down.
Banished & forgotten,
Never to be found.
Imprisoned with some angels.
To you, I’m bound.
You crumple with laughter.
I adjust my crown.
Oh, girl, when I see your face my shit gets flipped upside down.
Your dagger & your halo
& your slender gown.
Me with my ambitions strewn
On the ground.
All my dreams & schemes
In a heaping mound.
Oh, girl, when I see your face my shit gets flipped upside down.
Oh, girl, when I see your face my shit gets flipped upside down.
You wash your feet in milk
‘fore you hit the town.
Is there nothing I can offer you?
I’m coming unwound.
You think flesh is weighed in dollars;
Wisdom in pounds?
But, girl, when I see your face my shit gets flipped upside down.
Oh, girl, when I see your face my shit gets flipped upside down.
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