[Verse]
            
Her eyes and w

           
ords are so ic

              
y, oh, but she

          
 burns
           
Like rum on a 

    
fire
            
Hot and fast a

   
nd angry as sh

e can be
         
I walk my days

        
 on a wire


[Chorus]
           
   It looks ug

  
ly, but it's c

lean
           
   Oh mamma, d

           
on't fuss over

  
 me

            
 The way she t

            
ells me I'm he

rs and she
    
is mine
           
 Open hand or 

            
closed fist wo

         
uld be fine
           
But blood is r

         
are and sweet 

       
as cherry

wine


[Verse]
            
Calls of guilt

           
y thrown at me

              
 all while she

          
 stains
           
The sheets of 

        
some other
            
Thrown at me s

           
o powerfully j

              
ust like she t

        
hrows
           
With the arm o

        
f her brother


[Chorus]
           
   But I want 

  
it, it's a cri

me
           
   That she's 

            
not around mos


t of the

time

            
 The way she t

            
ells me I'm he

rs and she
    
is mine
           
 Open hand or 

            
closed fist wo

         
uld be fine
           
But blood is r

         
are and sweet 

       
as cherry

wine


[Verse]
            
Her fight and 

           
fury's fiery, 

              
oh, but she lo

      
ves
           
Like sleep to 

       
the freezing
            
Sweet and righ

           
t and merciful

              
, I'm all but 

         
washed
           
In the tide of

        
 her breathing


[Chorus]
           
   And it's wo

      
rth it, it's d

ivine
           
   I have this

           
 some of the t

   
ime

            
 The way she t

            
ells me I'm he

rs and she
    
is mine
           
 Open hand or 

            
closed fist wo

         
uld be fine
           
But blood is r

         
are and sweet 

       
as cherry

wine