Coyote

well you're traipsin' up and down my backyard

get too cold, i'd die

diggin' through my trashcans

with that white rope tied around your neck

you mistake me for some southern goddess

some delta girl done wrong

but i'm fixin' the knot through whatever i have to

to stay silent, get gone

one two three, i hate me

there's no one else who i know how to be

four five six, oh your body makes me sick

don't take it away from me just yet

there's no one i can think of

that i can stand less than you

don't you want to touch my hands before you go?

i think i'm confused

i can feel my food digestin'

and i'm beggin' it to cease

my stomach's crushed against my lungs and you're, you're pushin' at my seams

and i seen the way you eye me up,

like a chunk of meat, like a chunk of meat gone bad

like you were wishing i was something still worth having

you can go ahead, go ahead and have

one two three, i still hate me

there's no one else who i know how to be

four five six, oh your body makes me sick

don't take it away from me just yet

there's no one i can think of

that i can stand less than you

don't you want to touch my hands before you go?

i think i'm confused