Skinny Love
Come on, skinny love, just last the year
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right at the moment, this order's tall
And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And in the morning, I'll be with you
And it will be a different kind
And I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love, what's happened here?
We suckle on the hope in light brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right at the moment, this order's tall
And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And now, all your love is wasted
And who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking all the bridges
And at the end of all your lies
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Come on skinny love
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right at the moment, this order's tall
And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And in the morning, I'll be with you
And it will be a different kind
And I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love, what's happened here?
We suckle on the hope in light brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right at the moment, this order's tall
And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And now, all your love is wasted
And who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking all the bridges
And at the end of all your lies
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Come on skinny love
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Vernon
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