Skinny Love (Live at the Tabernacle) - Birdy

Come on skinny love just last the year

Pour a little salt we were never here

My my my my my my my my my my

Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all

Cut out all the ropes and let me fall

My my my my my my my my my my

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 balance

And I told you to be kind

In the morning I'll be with you

But it will be a different kind

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 lite brassiere

My my my my my my my my my my

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 balance

And I told you to be kind

Now all your love is wasted

Then who the hell was I

Now I'm breaking at the britches

And at the end of all your lies

Who will love you

Who will fight

And who far behind

Come on skinny love

My my my my my my my my my my

My my my my my my my my my my