St. Vincent - Marrow lyrics
St. Vincent [Anne Erin Clark] Tulsa, Oklahoma/Dallas, Texas, U.S. 🇺🇸
[St. Vincent - Marrow lyrics]
Muscle connects to the bone
And bone to the ire and the marrow
I wish I had a gentle mind and
A spine made up of iron
Mouth connects to the teeth
And teeth to the loves and the curses
Honey, can you reach the spots
That need oiling and fixing?
H-E-L-P help me, help me
H-E-L-P help me, help me
Muscle connects to the bone
And bone to the ire and the marrow
So I pretend there aren't ten strings tied
To all ten of my fingers
H-E-L-P help me, help me
If you want, we could go somewhere else
H-E-L-P h-E-L-P
H-E-L-P h-E-L-P
And bone to the ire and the marrow
I wish I had a gentle mind and
A spine made up of iron
Mouth connects to the teeth
And teeth to the loves and the curses
Honey, can you reach the spots
That need oiling and fixing?
H-E-L-P help me, help me
H-E-L-P help me, help me
Muscle connects to the bone
And bone to the ire and the marrow
So I pretend there aren't ten strings tied
To all ten of my fingers
H-E-L-P help me, help me
If you want, we could go somewhere else
H-E-L-P h-E-L-P
H-E-L-P h-E-L-P