Florida Queen - Sullivan

Hold me down

'Cause I’m about to fall by the seat of my pants

I can see the road through the crows

Picking all the flesh off the palms of hands

You could be the queen of my dreams

If you pull the leaves from the teeth of my rake

Would you just hold me down?

'Cause I’m about to makeshift another mistake

And I need a foolproof plan to clean up

All this mess I’ve made

But I’m running out of steam

It’s not your love I want

But your breath is all I need

To tie this up

Sew me shut

'Cause I’ve got a gash on the side of my lip

I’ll look like a king on his knees

At the wrong end of the governor’s whip

And I need a foolproof plan to clean up

All this mess I’ve made

But I’m running out of steam

It’s not your love I want

But your breath is all I need

If we can work this out

Then I’m leaving here alive

To tie this up

Take my pulse

There’s a slight knot and a swell in my glands

I can feel the cold in my throat

Working in ways not to disrupt my plans

And I need a foolproof plan to clean up

All this blood I’ve spilled

It’s you I’ve killed

This mess I’ve made

But I’m running out of steam

It’s not your love I want

But your breath is all I need

If we can work this out

Then I’m leaving here alive

I’ve got no hands and feet

And the colors from your eyes

Could tie this up

To tie this up