Shaded, faded
Get me out of the sand
I can't grow here
No where,
New render, new plan
Jaded, hate it
Mirage on attack
Claws mark the skin of my back
But you never scarred that
A memory of play, a lovers charm
Like whispers fading on my left arm
That's where the real marks at
She feisty, body got it on lock
No Sophie, actions gave me quite the shock
Don't deserve the Castle
Instead sat under the willow
The willow
The willow
Coulda' built a treehouse
F*ck a treehouse
Coulda' built a motherf*cking mansion
Up in the willow
The willow, the willow
Coulda' built a treehouse
F*ck a treehouse
Coulda' built a motherf*cking mansion
Up in the willow
The willow
It'll have a master, it'll have an en suite,
A kitchen café duo, with a Starbucks and a GYG,
And when we both take our seat
You'll get a big brekky
And then we'll laugh when u spill egg on your new jeans
So when I carve our names in the bark
I'll just think of the scar
And when I'm cold in the dark
I'll call up Calcifer
And set fire to the willow
The willow
The willow
So when I carve our names in the bark
I'll just think of the scar
And when I'm cold in the dark
I'll be sure to call up Calcifer
And set fire to the willow
The willow
The willow
The willow, willow
The willow
The willow, willow