Kudzu Wish On The Spot
the iron in your blood must have collected in your heart
that day when you revealed to me the cleated tred on the
bottom of your love-boot i was layed off by your
corporate love-suit the love you gave me is a kite i'd
hold it in place if my hands were made of cloud the love
i gave you is non-biodegradable it's lying on top of a
landfill someday it will be at the bottom of a mountain
eye contact under clear skies you took aim with two colt
forty f-eyes armor piercing pupils cut me down to size
your metal heart would not heed my cries for mercy i'm
dying of death on the spot where's my heart?it's a theft
i've been shot i'm dying of death on the spot where's my
heart?it's a theft i've been shot... full of lead now my
heart is metal coated and cold just like yours just like
yours
