Mckinley - Buffalo lyrics
rate me(McKinley & Brian Cutler)<br />
There is no surgery for this.<br />
You won't wake up neatly stitched.<br />
You have to break it off and burn it shut,<br />
Half the arrow still in your chest.<br />
When you put your arms around someone else,<br />
It will not curve<br />
But tap at your bone and flirt with your softer parts.<br />
Cupid's shooting with evil, rusty darts.<br />
He doesn't know he's being cruel,<br />
Just hunting for sport<br />
Leaving us littered like buffalo.<br />
On the prairie I'm down there dying watching clouds.<br />
They look like my dog, my pillow, my teapot, my frown.<br />
Until I'm ready to spin up in a wisp, because I can't<br />
Get up and walk away like this.<br />
But if I lay here and collect the clouds back I can make a<br />
Heart out of nothing.<br />
A clean steam pump steeping details<br />
Having dumped the valves of stone in Cupid's<br />
Bloody, pudgy hands I can travel light, travel light.<br />
Cupid's shooting with evil, rusty darts.<br />
He doesn't know he's being cruel,<br />
Just hunting for sport<br />
Leaving us littered like buffalo<br />
Leaving us littered like buffalo,<br />
my teapot my pillow<br />
My God. My God. My God.