Son, what did your mother do 

Weaken my mind 

You just weaken my mind 


Break these rules that control you 

Break my resolve 

You just break my resolve 


Ride heavy to lovers arms 

Smothering arms 

These are smothering arms 


Ill keep you safe you wont come to harm 

Bring me to harm 

Please just bring me to harm 


Theres a place we ought to go 

These fields are dead and i should know 


Winter corners from behind 

We dont mind 

Cause were already cold 

And our words they are bitter now 


Summer gold skin on you 

Burnt by your hand 

I was burnt by your hand 


Wasted weeks feeling bitter and blue 

Bitter and blue, i was bitter and blue 


Take hold to your lovers charms 

Accommodate you 

To accommodate you 


Traded on things that were hidden in lies 

Hidden from you 

They were hidden from you 


Theres a place we ought to go 

These fields are dead and i should know 


Winter corners from behind 

We dont mind 

Cause were already cold 

And our words they are bitter now