July Talk Hold
Were you afraid you would set me off?
You would call me out
I would call you soft
With that certain air of arrogance that i confuse with confidence
Love can be so critical
You can call it hard
You can call it soft
Semantic parasitical
Psychoanalytical
You can hold me to the fire
With a hand on the wheel
You can hold me to the wall with a blade
You can hold yer tongue and i'll still understand
Oh you can
You can hold me
Yer a martyr baby
Yer overstrained
Help me out would you?
Could you explain?
About the heretics hateful pricks
And what they've got to do with this
I'm unclear
Will you rat me out?
Will you force me clean?
I don't wanna makе a scene
The match abovе the gasoline
The latch that holds in everything
You can hold me to the fire
With a hand on the wheel
You can hold me to the wall with a blade
You can hold yer tongue and i'll still understand
Oh you can
You can hold me
The streetcar the wire
The ember the fire
You can hold me to the word that i relay
You can stick yer tongue at the queen and i'll stand by you
You can
You can hold me
