"Stone Fruit" lyrics

Play with a shadow, sing into a paper bag
Nadine, Nadine
Sometimes things come up
If you get distant we can sift through tall grass and through mud

I care to stick to you like a clot
Wanna hear your history until you don't wanna talk
That's love, baby
That's love, I think I know
Not drugs, not drunk
Just biting down through the center and through clothes

You walked by a church and you said it tripped you out
By a cobble road where stolen art burned down
You feel ugly when you think you see their thoughts
I feel ugly when they ask if I'd drop bombs
No, no
No, no

I care to stick to you like a clot
Wanna hear your history until you don't wanna talk
That's love, baby
That's love, I think I know
No tons, no guns
Just biting down through the center and through clothes