Eyed it, dried it, untied it 

Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it 

Taste it, traced it, erased it 



He's my post to lean on 

And I just cut him down 

So I'm out to land on somethin' 

Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground



Eyed it, dried it, untied it 

Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it 

Taste it, trace it, erased it



He's my post to lean on 

And I just cut him down

So I'm out to land on somethin' 

Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground



He's my post to lean on 

And I just cut him down 

So I'm out to land on somethin' 

Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground