Swill

I strapped a lace around your skinny waist, oh
It might as well have been my neck that's hanging in
Words like a razor, cut the skin from my bones, oh
Down to my skeleton, the only thing I own

You say I did something wrong, yesterday
You're right, of course, I'm making fool of myself in every way

Things I left for me
You're so full on
You kick them all away

Years start flowing, I stop and wait
I'm like a dog, I'll go to war with me
You see me walking around in slow motion like a ghost
You're right, of course, the blood in my brain's away it slow

I sat down
You alone
My soul
And everything that comes to lover's lust

Things I left for me, oh
You're so full on
You kick 'em all away
You're so full on
You kick 'em all away

Things I left for me, oh
Me, oh