He cries out her eyes, a fire's unfurnaced
The curve of her spine is Heaven unbound
But Heaven is harsh, a fire unfaithful
Like a bird that you hold in your palm
I know where you hang, I drive by there often
I spy on the circus you make of your friends
Heaven is harsh, a fire unfaithful
Like a bird that you hold in your palm
Broken eyes in your head
Broken arms at your side
Broken bird on a string
Shake it 'til she sings
And you realize the suffering
By her broken baby wing
And you shake her 'til she sings
And you shake her 'til she sings
He cries out her eyes, as blue as her fingers
The curve of her ass is unparalleled
Heaven is harsh, a fire ungrateful
Like the bird that you hold in your palm
Broken eyes in your head
Broken arms at your side
Broken bird on a string
Shake it 'til she sings
And you realize the suffering
By her broken baby wing
And you shake her 'til she sings
And you shake her 'til she sings
And you shake her 'til she sings
And you shake her 'til she sings
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