'ain't this the bloodiest mess in the world? said the virgin, a torn little girl.
boy, you went and made a sweet wreck of my soul, and i’ve already forgiven you.’
you came back and you brought floods
wearing a necklace made of hearts that you’d dragged through the mud
and i guess i wasn’t quite sure what to say to you
but then i saw mine, almost reached out to grab it
said, darling, you’re the only one on earth i want to have it
but now i’m not so…