A Beating Heart Is a Bleeding Heart

morning dove I woke up on the porch bored looking forward to another night before didn't wanna leave your legs so smooth, so smooth against me On the lightning inside of your heart and we're counting, counting the seconds apart to get closer. Summer'

I saw my name on a grave stone Out the window by the funeral procession All I wanted was a ride home So we could get messed up at the reception Now Summer was hanging her head Was hanging on like a child before bed All I wanted to do was get through

I see you from across the room Out of the darkness like a perfect bloom I tell myself to leave this place But then you start to walk, my heart starts to race You got those kind of legs that bring me to my knees But you're behind barbed wire flashing

Friday night getting done up You say you wanna look just like a china doll I answer that you do from the hall My patience was waning, half moon, now I'm lit up waxing poetic In the bathroom I say that apart from lust The secret to love is secrets plu