Garden
You said, "Darling, who you praying to?Was anybody answering you?Because I've done my part for twelve years nowAnd I can't seem to get through"
He said, "I really don't care if you cut your hairAnd I really wouldn't mind if we don't go anywhereCause I've got you, yeah, I've got you nowI've got you"
And you think my bruised knees are sort of prettyAnd I think your tired eyes are kind of niceAnd when I first met you, there was a gardenGrowing from a black hole in my mind
He said, "Darling, what's it coming to?And have you got a lighter on you?Been trying put these down for ages nowBut I can't seem to come through
He said, "I really don't mind if we take our timeCause I've got a couple bottles of your favorite wineCause I've got you, yeah, I've got you nowI've got youAnd you think my bruised knees are sort of prettyAnd I think your tired eyes are kind of niceAnd when I first met you, there was a gardenGrowing from a black hole in my mind
Said I love everything that you've got, boyTell me, would you be mine?Be mine, be mineSick, sweet nothing's you're tryna talk, boyTell me would you be mine?Be mine, be mine
And you think my bruised knees are sort of prettyAnd I think your tired eyes are kind of niceAnd when I first met you, there was a gardenGrowing from a black hole in my mind