Coyote Lyrics - Singles - Jenny Owen Youngs

Well you're traipsin' up and down my backyard 

Get too cold, I'd die 

Diggin' through my trashcans 

With that white rope tied around your neck 

You mistake me for some southern goddess 

Some delta girl done wrong 

But I'm fixin' the knot through whatever I have to 

To stay silent, get gone 

one two three, I hate me 

There's no one else who I know how to be 

Four five six, oh your body makes me sick 

Don't take it away from me just yet 

There's no one I can think of 

That I can stand less than you 

Don't you want to touch my hands before you go? 

I think I'm confused 

I can feel my food digestin' 

And I'm beggin' it to cease 

My stomach's crushed against my lungs and you're, you're pushin' at my seams 

And I seen the way you eye me up, 

Like a chunk of meat, like a chunk of meat gone bad 

Like you were wishing I was something still worth having 

You can go ahead, go ahead and have 

one two three, I still hate me 

There's no one else who I know how to be 

Four five six, oh your body makes me sick 

Don't take it away from me just yet 

There's no one I can think of 

That I can stand less than you 

Don't you want to touch my hands before you go? 

I think I'm confused