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Tiptoe Through The True Bits

 

Tiptoe Through The True Bits

(album: Whole Damn Body - 2021)


You asked if you could see me before I went to Spain
You didn't give a reason, didn't know what you would say
But I was hoping that my breath on your face
Would blow every last thing into place
The bedspread decked in suns and moons
And symbols of the star signs
How you read how mine applied to how I would be sex-wise
And in my arms you disappeared and I seemed twice the size
Slept and woke with lips together, sleeping felt like lies

Girl, I helped you with your demons
But your ghosts are now haunting me too
That French bitch, an ex-boyfriend
Threatening to tie his neck to the roof
But if we tiptoe through the true bits
We might make it to the other side
What doesn't kill you leaves you wounded
But I will nurse you better, alright

I've been waking on your side of the bed
As the sun's been rising in the West
I've been waking on your side of the bed
As the sun's been rising in the West

If your skin feels softer, I've no argument to make
The weight of such apologies caused stronger men to ache
If his kisses draw the bad out, I can't have a complaint
As they hit your tongue like sedatives while I lay wide awake
You can feel a tremor in a single word
It rattles down your spinal chord
And you can catch a raincloud in an hourglass
But it will turn into a storm
Knee deep in flowers, we'll stray
You keep the showers away

Girl, I helped you with your demons
But your ghosts are now haunting me too
That French bitch, an ex-boyfriend
Threatening to tie his neck to the roof
But if we tiptoe through the true bits
We might make it to the other side
What doesn't kill you leaves you wounded
But I will nurse you better, alright

I've been waking on your side of the bed
As the sun's been rising in the West
I've been waking on your side of the bed
As the sun's been rising in the West

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