Here’s A Fork

I'm the best guest, I'm the worst host
I rule with a fist and see through clothes
And the yes men are all no-shows
'Cause I rule a kingdom where no man goes

When I diplomat when I visit
Wanna paint your towns in my image
But today I wondered why is it
That when you wanna paint mine, I grimace

I get anxious and shifty
I don't like what you wanna do with me
There's peace in the piece I abandon
But I long for a new friend to hit me
If you want in, don't tempt me
'Cause the cleanest of houses are empty
So I'll make right, write an invite
To the nobody left to have left me

I wish I could love the way you test me

So I locked my door but time didn't
And no one knew where I'd been and
Can you walk back in and try fitting
When you're gone that long and die living

Wanna let you intermit me
Wanna rule this kingdom with me?
If I wanted to feed you from my hand
Why on Earth does it feel like you bit me?
Don't you want in? Please tempt me
This house is no good empty
Can I make right on an old lie?
Tried to be who I said when you met me

I wish I could love the way you test me
I wish I could love the way you test me
I wish I could love the way you test me
I wish I could love the way you test me
I wish I could love the way you test me

Wanna make right on an old lie?
Try to be who I said when you met me



Credits
Writer(s): Helen Barsz, Lucas Naylor, Tyler Kramer
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