Lyrics Marrow - St. Vincent

Marrow

Muscle connects to the bone
And bone to the ire and the marrow
I wish I had a gentle mind and a spine made up of iron
Mouth connects to the teeth
And teeth to the loves and the curses
Honey, can you reach the spots that need oiling and fixing?
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Muscle connects to the bone
And bone to the ire and the marrow
So I pretend there aren’t ten strings tied to all ten of my fingers
Help me, help me
If you want, we could go somewhere else