[Verse 1]

Her eyes and words are so icy

Oh, but she burns like rum on a fire

Hot and fast and angry as she can be

I walk my days on a wire

[Pre-Chorus]

It looks ugly, but it's clean

Oh mama, don't fuss over me

[Chorus]

The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine

Open hand or closed fist, oh, would be fine

The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine

[Verse 2]

Calls of guilty thrown at me, all while she stains

The sheets of some other

Thrown at me so powerfully, just like she throws

With the arm of her brother

[Pre-Chorus]

But I want it, it's a crime

That she's not around most of the time

[Chorus]

The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine

Open hand or closed fist, oh, would be fine

The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]

Her fight and fury's fiery

Oh, but she loves like sleep to the freezing

Sweet and right and merciful, I'm all but washed

In the tide of her breathing

[Pre-Chorus]

And it's worth it, it's divine

I have this some of the time

[Chorus]

The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine

Open hand or closed fist, oh, would be fine

The blood is rare and as sweet as cherry wine