Minnesota

There is a place between your shoulder and chest

Which I would rather not leave

And when you let the drippings of the thing

Fall around me I am just wet and afraid

And screaming your name

Fuck if your one sliced hand is not

The keeper of the back of my neck

I came alive this morning

With a pit in my stomach because

I'd rolled to the other side

If I missed you in the night

I guess I'm going to Minnesota huh?

I guess I'm going to Minnesota huh?

Keeping your mouth real dry

So that my words will not dissolve on your tongue

But I don't need to talk by some

Disgusting accident of communion

Fuck my feet

I'm tryna cross the street but they keep

Going to Minnesota huh?

I guess I'm going to Minnesota huh?

I'm sneaking up without my manners

Scripture sink my teeth into the book

Where you keep your secrets about me

Kissing to trick you into

Easing your grip

So I can steal that shit and take it

Home from Minnesota with me

I guess I'm going to Minnesota huh?