greatkingrat

Number Nineteen

I write lots of songs about you. That’s true. I take liberties in a lot of them. This one is probably my favorite. I needed a villain in this song, so the guy who has your heart had to be a dick. But everything else is true.

Poisoned Thorns
I want to find a way to show you
I know that he don’t love you
He treats you like an enemy
I’ve known plenty like him
His thorns are tipped with poison
Like the honey locust tree

Embrace the danger
But you’re headed for a fall
He’ll break your heart
He’ll make you crawl
Poisoned thorns
I’ll pluck them from your hands
And chop down that locust tree
Right where it stands

I want to remind you
What happiness can be
Like birds over water
We used to be free
I will kiss your fractured heart
And I don’t even care
If I taste blood
You’re gypsy soul captivates me
I guess in love we never learn

Embrace the danger
We’re headed for a fall
Antidote for a broken heart
And all your fatal flaws
Poisoned thorns
I’ll pluck them from your hands
Chop down that locust tree
Right where it stands