Texty: Gayngs. Faded High.

I keep my wings strapped back
I keep my heart in a jar
You ain't ready for me
You say you'll keep your catch
Your fingers crossed in the dark
You're all just touch and go
Don't wanna be
Your traps they close too slow

I want your body on me

You can't have me
None of your shit from the bar
Nobody wants that package please
that adage still rings true
Take a look, take a good long look,
by the book, is the hook that I just gone took

You're breaking every rule I made,
I only play by the book
Yah, I only play by the book
You won't be ready for me
You ain't ready for me

How could I ever leave you behind?
Stay with me
Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me
I need, I need, I need, I need your love

Don't be the rich one, see all the warnings, son
the rule is the feel, the morning comes
see giant clocks of mercury
pouring from their eyes
give back both your times---trust it.
occupied love falls between the lines
faded high

Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me, Love me
I need, I need, I need, I need your love
Faded is this high