Draped herself
Hides her wealth
Lately been scorned
Sun burns hot
Sweat a lot
I wish we'd seen more
And on those humid city beggar nights
Stick clothes or fry
And would you dress up proper out of sight
Cold love runs dry
Ask her to hide
Ask her to die
Berates herself
Believes in hell
Lately been scorned
Out if sight
Still ain't right
When raining
It pours
In his eyes refracting morning light
Stay close or fry
And will you dress up proper without rights
Cold love runs dry
Ask her to hide
Ask her to die
Who do love more?
Freeze her please
Who do live for?
Please her freeze
Who do you love more?
Freeze her
Who do live for?
Freeze her please