Hold me down 'Cause I'm 'bout to fly by the seat of my pants I can see the road through the crows Picking off the flesh off the palm of your hands You could be the queen of my dreams If you'd pull the leaves of the teeth of my rake Would you just hold me down? 'Cause I'm 'bout to makeshift another mistake And I need a foolproof plan to clean up All this mess I've made But I'm running out of steam It's not your love I want But your breath is all I need To tie this off Sew me shut 'Cause I got a gash on the side of my lip I'll look like a king at his knees On the wrong end of the governor's whip And I need a foolproof plan to clean up All this mess I've made But I'm running out of steam It's not your love I want But your breath is all I need If we can't work this out You're not leaving here alive To tie this off Take my pulse There's a slight knot and a swell in my glands I can feel the cold in my throat Working in ways not to disrupt my plans And I need a foolproof plan to clean up All this blood I've spilled It's you I've k**ed This mess I've made But I'm running out of steam It's not your love I want But your breath is all I need If we can't work this out You're not leaving here alive I've got your hands and feet And the colors from your eyes To tie this off