And the sea is shallow
And you dream your head out
Like you were a child
Can't foresee that sorrow
Fingernails go purple from the cold
Saving your clippings
Just a drink of leather
And you breathe your head out
All the ones who forget you
Will eat their heart out
Fingernails are always painted gold
Making little seeds of cocaine
Your scene
Oh forsake me
Time, time
In woman's jeans
Come on now, come on, play it for me