If I blew wings from my spine,
do you think that she'd let me carry her?
If I grew thick and strong,
do you think I wouldn't be so scared of her? Oh, come now, Brother.
It ain't as bad as it seems.
I've been swimming.
There's as many fine women
as there are fish in the sea.
I could tell her every story
if I didn't know how boring I can be.
Every whisper sounds like a song that says, I've never felt this way before.
Oh, come now, Brother.
It ain't as bad as it seems.
I've been hunting
and bitches be frontin'
when they limp like some wounded beast.
I don't consider myself the sensitive type,
but I get lonely in all the moments in between when she walks out my door and comes running home to me.