Wolf's Mouth - Kevin Devine

I got a wolf’s mouth

And it suits me

I chew the sides out

With my sharp teeth

I cut my tongue up

I make my gums bleed

I scare the people

That pay to see me

When I sing

And I see white steam

Above your blue face

It makes my hands hot

It makes my lips bake

And the sweat just makes my shirt stick

To that scratch across my ribs

That space where you fell from

And I haven’t sewn up since

I’m trailing off again

And the strain just makes my face tic

And it messes with my head

That space you tore open

Well, I’ve had trouble closing it