Oh My Love is Sweet

There's something under here

Give it another year

Your body sprawls

 Your skin it crawls

 A darker shade of fear

 There's someone up above

 And he's wearing leather gloves

 So he can hold you close

 And squeeze your throat

 The things we do for love

 Oh my love is sweet

When she's hanging from that tree

 She's the garden I'm the lack of light

 I'm standing on the beach

 A lesson they can't teach

I sleep alone in my broken home

 Desires out of reach

She's lovely and demure

 My fifty dollar whore

I get real high

Then I close my eyes

 And swear that she's worth more

 Oh my love is sweet

 When she's hanging from that tree

She's the sun and I'm the black of night