Willow

Shaded, faded
Get me out of the sand
I can't grow here
No where
New render, new plan
Jaded, hate it
Mirage on attack

Claws mark the skin of my back
But you never scarred that
A memory of play, a lovers charm
Like whispers fading on my left arm
That's where the real marks at
She feisty, body got it on lock
No Sophie, actions gave me quite the shock

Don't deserve the Castle
Instead sat under the willow
The willow
The willow
Coulda' built a treehouse
Fuck a treehouse
Coulda' built a motherfucking mansion
Up in the willow
The willow
The willow
Coulda' built a treehouse
Fuck a treehouse
Coulda' built a
Motherfucking mansion
Up in the willow
The willow

It'll have a master, it'll have an en suite
A kitchen café duo, with a Starbucks and a GYG
And when
When we both take our seat
You'll get a big brekky
And then we'll laugh when u spill egg on your
New jeans

So when I carve our names in the bark
I'll just think of the scar
And when I'm cold in the dark
I'll call up Calcifer
And set fire to the willow
The willow
The willow

So when I carve our names in the bark
I'll just think of the scar
And when I'm cold in the dark
I'll be sure to call up Calcifer
And set fire to the willow
The willow
The willow
The willow, willow
The willow
The willow, willow



Credits
Writer(s): Jack P
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