Milk Teeth - Keaton Henson

Don’t think of me like that

Just picture me leaving and not coming back

I sat where we sat

Just picking the labels and lighting a match

Darling, your arms are worn backwards, you know

Course you know

Darling, you ache for my love and it shows

Let it go One day you’ll drink from my bones

And scream as you rip out my throat

Just don’t let me, don’t let me go And it hasn’t hurt you yet

And this is your home now, so don’t you forget

Is it love you regret?

In that case you won’t be returning, I guess

Darling, your eyes are so still when you speak

Do they weep?

And darling, you just haven’t spoken all week

One day they’ll drink from our bones

And sigh as they stare down our throats

And just take me, just take me home

Just take me, just take me home