Peppermint

I lost my best friend I never had him He's disappearing off a ledge I guess he left the way he came in Made out of peppermint All white and red pins Pins and needles on my tongue It's not exactly what I wanted I'm holding you on my tongue Poured into my cup It's something you whipped up From the skins of fruits and flowers I forgotten all the names of And on the next day I woke up with brand new legs I still don't know what it was But I remember how it tasted I'm holding you on my tongue You like your shirts with Short collars and small prints And I like walking home so drunk I can't remember what the day is God you're so quiet (God you're so quiet) So brave and so kind (So brave and so kind) And If you keep talking like that Then I might walk on with you all night I'm holding you on my tongue I'm holding you on my tongue