Come on skinny love just last the year 
Pour a little salt we were never here 
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my 
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer 

I tell my love to wreck it all 
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall 
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my 
Right in the moment this order's tall 

I told you to be patient 
I told you to be fine 
I told you to be balanced 
I told you to be kind 
In the morning I'll be with you 
But it will be a different "kind" 
I'll be holding all the tickets 
And you'll be owning all the fines 

Come on skinny love what happened here 
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere 
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my 
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split 

I told you to be patient 
I told you to be fine 
I told you to be balanced 
I told you to be kind 
Now all your love is wasted? 
Then who the hell was I? 
Now I'm breaking at the britches 
And at the end of all your lines 

Who will love you? 
Who will fight? 
Who will fall far behind?