Cruel Words by Rival Boys Lyrics

Grass grows, every green pine cone's
Needles stuck to knees, prickle
Dead leaves underneath elbows
Let's go picnicking, oh, let's go

Lay back and stare at the sky
Watch the clouds blowing by
Let the sun burn shapes of light
To greet us when we close our eyes

Now we're living clean, plan for
Future TV screen, speakers
Photos, capturing a fever
Love for everything, oh, everything

Nothing makes more sense than this
Our homegrown domestic bliss
Future fever when it hits
Cut to the quick and make it stick

Lover
Cherish me
I'm your
Triumph, your everything, your savior
Who could
Better be your keeper?
Who could?
Who but me, who but me?

Fling your barbs and hope they stick
And gun me deep before I spit
My own words back and hurt you more
Than you have ever been hurt before

A love like ours is hard to find
A perfect meeting of the mind
Balancing cruel words with kind
And take what's yours, give me what's mine