"Untitled #1" lyrics

I'll hold the glass so don't waste water
You chase the ass and find her daughter
We'll trove, change [?] will face
Just decorate, you're wasting lace
I sat in dunes, [?] 'til dawn
[?] you anymore
One hand is pending on your arms
Two hands will surely cause you harm
What could be taking you so long?
It's just a Nile River song
You play the harp, I'll play conductor
If no one fights, who will protect?

But sometimes when we're in grief
And you won't be there to hold my hand
Sometimes my covers reek of old nostalgia left from lovers years ago

Remember Jeremy from [?] on all his fellas singing
He probably won't last a year
He'll die on welfare, disappear
My neighbor's dogs destroy my kitten
Sudden springs the blood she's spittin'
All over Abby's winter clothes
The bile and the bloody nose
What foreign man will kill my dog?
I've searched for hunters in the bog
The other day a kettle steamed
My lover backed off and she screamed

That sometimes the world's in place
And you won't be there to hold my hand
Sometimes my covers reek with old nostalgia left from lovers years ago

That shepherd's stew was good and tasty
I will be back, you'll tie my waist in
In hours, you will call me friend
Six centuries, the worst to say
Into the air my pocket hollers
I bought a cup for fifteen dollars
I'm giving lessons in the yard
You said they're useless and won't listen to it
I call her liar and I leave
At night in bed my lover grieves

And she said
"Sometimes you're just like me but you won't be there to hold my hand"
Sometimes my covers reek with old nostalgia left from lovers years ago
Sometimes you're just like me but you won't be there to hold my hand
Sometimes my covers reek with old nostalgia left from lovers years ago