Molasses

Why can't I scrape the scuff out your lungs
Open blisters sunburnt tongues
Why can't I break the bones of your toes
Inflamed fingers and a crooked nose
If you're coming home late please let me know
I'll move the place settings so it won't get cold
How can I cut your arteries out
With the parade and the weekend crowd
Why can't I pick the scabs off your legs
They'll drip like molasses down my face
Chase ravens and eagles find her
Loch Haven and a reminder
With a hug or a handshake we'll meet after dark
Troll the beaches of Nassau looking for lost
You know you're gonna get bored after a year
With your animal ways you'll fuck it up