Gift Horse

I don’t remember when his touch

Became a chore and not enough

Or when I needed all the voids

Filled to the brim with shiny toys

The kind who smile and kiss your lips

And trace maps in your fingertips

Then turn the page like turning tricks

And leave you behind with no goodbye

Goodbye

So quick

So quick

You are my gift horse

You are my gift horse

You are my gift horse

Can I look into your mouth

Can I look into your mouth

Can I look into your mouth

His rising chest right next to me

Has no clue the emptiness

I’d like to just break his heart

But it would leave too big a mess

So rather I’ll let you break mine

And spread the pieces all around

They get stepped on and forgotten

But if you dig they can be found

Be found

Be found

Be found

You are my gift horse

You are my gift horse

You are my gift horse

Can I look into your mouth

Can I look into your mouth

Can I look into your mouth

Can I look into your mouth

Fill me up inside so whole

So I can feel like something new

Without the lust of Friday night

I’ll be wishing I could still taste you

When I get home to my gift horse

I’ll look straight into his mouth

I don’t like what I see inside

But yet I beg he’ll stick around

You are my gift horse

You are my gift horse

You are my gift horse

Can I look into your mouth

Can I look into your mouth

Can I look into your mouth

Can I look into your mouth