Little wretch

Take your appetite,
and quench your thirst with mine.

Take your shaking limbs,
and wrap me up in them.

Take your glowing lips,
and give me all that spit.

wrapped up in her comforter, I pray to myself
that this is everything,
oh please don't spit me back out to that harsh reality.
I'm afraid of what I'll lose, when I lose my only security.
Just a little sad, just a little stoned,
it's ok to tread that thin line sometimes.
She always cuts her hair when she's tired of life.

Take your chocolate eyes,
and give me back my spine.

Take all of my dreams,
I'm on my hands and knees.

Take your big sad eyes,
and keep them in my life.

Take your distant hands,
and leave them on your lap.

I'm a wretch,
and I can learn to live with that.

I can learn to love that,
if that's all I've got.

just a little sad, just a little stoned,
it's ok to tread that thin line sometimes.
She always cuts her hair when she's tired of life.