I said honey,
If you ever die,
I'd be mortified for fourty five.
Sweet heart
If I was to lie,
We'd both be bruised inside.
I am the muscle between your legs.
I am the air keeping you alive.
We sleep under the streets lights,
Hoping tonight will be night.
I said Baby,
All the love you give.
Broken bones and cartilage.
If you ever die,
I'd be mortified for fourty five.
Sweet heart
If I was to lie,
We'd both be bruised inside.
I am the muscle between your legs.
I am the air keeping you alive.
We sleep under the streets lights,
Hoping tonight will be night.
I said Baby,
All the love you give.
Broken bones and cartilage.
