Oh mama don’t leave me alone with my soul sat down so tight just like a stone cold tomb. Ain’t it clear when I’m near you I’m just dying to hear you calling my name one more time? So don’t pay no mind to my watering eyes— must be something in the air that I’m breathing. Yes and try to ignore all this blood on the floor. It’s just this heart on my sleeve that’s bleeding.
I will stand here and burn in my skin.