Skinny love - Birdy

Come on skinny love,
just last the year.
Pour a little salt,
we were never here...
my my my, my my my,
my my my, my my...
staring at the sink of blood
and crushed veneer.

I told my love to wreck it all
cut out all the ropes and let me fall
my my my, my my my,
my my my, my my...
right in the moment
this order's tall.

And I told you to be patient,
and I told you to be fine,
and I told you to be balanced,
and I told you to be kind,
in the morning I'll be with you
but it will be a different kind,
cause 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 my, my my...
Sullen load is full
so slow on the split.


And I told you to be patient,
and I told you to be fine,
and I told you to be balanced,
and I told you to be kind,
Now all your love is wasted,
then who the hell was I?
Cause now I'm breaking at the britches
and at the end of all your lines...

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
And who will fall,
far behind?

Come on skinny love...
my my my, my my my,
my my my, my my...
my my my, my my my,
my my my, my my...