Molasses by Oxford Collapse Lyrics

Why can't I scrape the scuff out your lungs?
Open blisters, sunburnt tongues
Why can't I break the bones of your toes?
Inflamed fingers and a crooked nose
If you're coming home late, please let me know
Move the place settings so it won't get cold

How can I cut your arteries out?
With the parade and the weekend crowd
Why can't I pick the scabs off your legs?
They'll drip like molasses down my face

Chase ravens and eagles, find her
Lock Haven and a reminder

With a hug or a handshake, we'll meet after dark
Troll the beaches of Nassau looking for lust
You know you're gonna get bored after a year
With your animal ways, you'll fuck it up