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.