Staines

Oh, if I only knew

How to sail your river

Oh, if I only knew

How to take out that sliver

And when I draw blood from that little finger

I will let you know how that goes

Don't touch me

For it makes me feel awfully low

Don't look at me directly

For I'll show

The utter disappointment in my skin

Like stain upon stain

If I had salt

Then I'd salt the highline

And if you know me well

You know I do it all in my time

And I will let you know how that goes

Don't touch me

For it makes me feel awfully low

Don't look at me directly, for I'll show

The utter disappointment in my skin

Like stain upon stain