Come on, skinny love

Come on, skinny love,
Just last the year.
Pour a little salt,
We were never here.
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.

I tell my love
To wreck it all.
Cut out all the rapes and let me fall,
Right in the moment this order's tall.

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And in the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind.
Because I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines.

Come on, skinny love,
What happened here?
Suckle on the hope in light brassieres,
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split.

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And now all your love is wasted,
And then who the hell was I?
And I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines.

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

Come on, skinny love.