Skinny Love de Birdy

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
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...
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
And in the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
And 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 light brassieres
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
And now all your love is wasted
And then who the hell was I?
And 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?