Hope was propping me up when I met her
As soon as I saw her I wanted to taste her lips
So I did
I was ecstatic for at least six weeks, oh
Hope was placed in her hands when she caught me she asked me if it hurt
I told her 'Christ it did.'
And it did
When she left me every morning, oh
I feel beautiful when she says I am beautiful
But she is more beautiful
I feel heavenly when she says I am heavenly
But she is more heavenly
Can't feel disappointed when her hips are that wide but I still feel lonely and screwed up inside
And the taste of her tongue, it makes me wish I'd given up smoking
She was a big, big girl she had big ideas
Like how my heart should be free but I don't want it to be
I want her, here beside me