"Skinny Love" by Bon Iver

"Come on skinny love just last the year.
Pour a little salt we were never here.
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...
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 balanced,
And I told you to be kind.
In the morning I'll be with you,
But it will be a different kind.
And 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 light brassieres
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 balanced
And I told you to be kind
And now all your love is wasted
And then who the hell was I?
And I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines"