[Lyric] Run Off With The Butler (Native Suns)

Fair, fail of no avail
You'll not let us stay in your hell
Bare, or not going no where
Why weary with the body to share?

You took out your temper on the mattress pad
With everything you had
No, the springs start to coil with your arching back
Your hips and heels are on the attack

She's nowhere that you haven't already been...
What if the God doesn't show?
What if he won't let it out?
All the hands start to fall

What if I already know?
What if I won't let it out?
All our prayers are a go

You took out your temper on your mattress pad
With everything you had
No, the springs start to coil with your arching back
Your hips and heels are on the attack
Run like a target
Run like a target
Run like a target
Run like a target
Run like a target
Run like a target

So you left me in the water like a good widow should
If I could float a little longer, you know that I would
If I could push a thousand petals just to see what I've damned
Who's the stranger at the funeral holding my wife's hand?
I could be her man...