My friend is pure, she smiles so sweetly
The boys watch her lips, she moves completely
She throws back her marble head and laughs at something someone else said
Nothings amiss
My girl, you make the grass grow so tall up and straight
Eyes cold and appraising
You sprint down the field and I see your limbs are shining with sweat
Kick your wet shoes off at the door, I notice sometimes there's a little waver
And in bed, through the wall, smell my dread, and hear every pleasure sigh
Ice on the porch, a joke that hardens
The tips of your hair, a tiny betrayal
If I really loved you my breath would surely fall short each time you laughed but your tiger eyes are always trained on the big sun
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