Imelda May - The Word Is Out lyrics

Do you think of me
When your mind can't breathe
And my blood runs hot
On the cold pale sheets?

Do you? Do I think of you
When my aching skin feels fingertips
Gliding in? Do I?!
Did you think of you
When your heartless chest felt fuck all
Ripping mine from my breast?

Did you? Did you?
I think of you and your crooked smile
Your father's right hand
And our unborn child and your mouth
From out which candied words fell

Those moist missed lips that ate so well
That licked that spit that spun your spell

The pros the poems you stole from books
And other's stories
From infidels and conjured up
A killer squirrel the bird is dead
The word is out