I've planted all my seeds
in the spot where you spilt your milk
'cause babies are the cutest things
and there's a dust storm blowing near
I've tended to your broken hands
and watched you while you slept
slaughtered so that you could eat
it's only hard that first time
I've acted in a shameful way
attracting all this mud
you've wasted too much water on me
and you've wasted too much time
I've planted all my seeds
in the spot where you spilt your milk
'cause babies are the cutest things
and there's a dust storm blowing near
and there's a dust storm blowing near
and there's a dust storm blowing here