Made a metal cross
And hung it on your wall
Do you like me, Deb?
Carved your name in oak
A hundred times
Who wrote chivalry is dead?
When you gonna get up, meet me half-awake?
When you gonna get up, unfreeeze?
Am I mistaken I was you soldier
When you gonna get up?
Feelies wheel me ‘round
We’re closer to the ground
Closer to the ground
Will I raise her bones and rest them on the stones?
You’re nothing to me now
I’m off the ride, my hands are tied
And I’m trying to respect your space
My head today