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



And I told you to be patient

And I told you to be fine

And I told you to be balanced

And I told you to be kind

In the morning, I'll be with you

But it will be a different kind

'Cause 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



And I told you to be patient

And I told you to be fine

And I told you to be balanced

And I told you to be kind

Now all your love is wasted?

Then who the hell was I?

Now I'm breaking at the bridges

And at the end of all your lines



Who will love you?

Who will fight?

Who will fall far behind?



Come on, skinny love

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my