Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
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
Right in the moment this order´s tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I´ll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I´ll be holding all the tickets
And you´ll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I´m breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?