I broke my hand
Upon a young mans saddened face
He took my hand
Told me he knew a place
Where water was golden
And love could be mummified
I shouldn't have sold him
I shouldn't have let him cry
I still love you
I still want you
I'd still kill you
Do you Do you Do you
His tears were like soldiers
Marching upon his lips
And when I would lick them
They swallowed like licorice
If I was his mother
I'd keep him inside my womb
If I was his sister
I'd make for a strange taboo
Upon a young mans saddened face
He took my hand
Told me he knew a place
Where water was golden
And love could be mummified
I shouldn't have sold him
I shouldn't have let him cry
I still love you
I still want you
I'd still kill you
Do you Do you Do you
His tears were like soldiers
Marching upon his lips
And when I would lick them
They swallowed like licorice
If I was his mother
I'd keep him inside my womb
If I was his sister
I'd make for a strange taboo