Quindon Tarver: Buttercup

Gee Your Mom Looked Like Shit Last NightHope That Tinker Toy Boyfriend Tonks Her RightThen Again, I Could Never Tell a Fist Fight From FunMaybe I've Never Really Known AnyoneJust Sat Still and Spit in the FireI Thought I Might Strangle You But I Couldn't Find a WireYou've Never Been the Type to Make Your Heart ClearLest Someone OverhearWords Drown in Your Martini GlassEntire Sentences Slowly Drunk Or NotBut Before They Slipped Away I Swore I Coulda HeardThem Say You Wanted Me, to Be Your ButtercupSay You Need Me to Be Your ButtercupThe Party Reached a Feverish PitchGood Time Soldiers Drunk and in a DitchInfidelity a Bomb That Went OffThat Left the World to Swerve and CoughStepped Over Bodies Strewn Like ShipwrecksFaith Is For That Frozen FewThat Never Met Someone Quite Like YouWords Drown in Your Martini GlassEntire Sentences Slowly Drunk Or NotBut Before They Slipped Away I Swore I Coulda HeardThem Say You Wanted Me, to Be Your ButtercupSay You Need Me to Be Your ButtercupFish Don't Know They're Short, They Just Feel SidewaysAnd Words to You Are Just the Same, They Shy AwayWhen Legs and Limbs Are All Tucked InYou Pull Me Close to You Come NightAnd I Just Like a Fleshy Fruit and Hung From the Bowl of Your SideYour Lips May Not Sell Or SayWhat Your Eyes Give AwayYou're Sweet As Pumpkin PieI Take the Keys From Your Hand That Stutters UpLet the Night Air Sober You UpDriving Home, You Make Me Pull OverYou Press My Hand Gently As a Four Leaf CloverYou Say Sweetheart, I'm a Foolish ManI'm Ornry and I'm Stubborn Like My Coffee From a CanBut Without You I Would Shrivel Up and DieWon't You Be MyWon't You Be MyWon't You Be MyWords Drown in Your Martini GlassEntire Sentences Slowly Drunk Or NotBut Before They Slipped Away I Swore I Coulda HeardThem Say You Wanted Me, to Be Your ButtercupSay You Need Me to Be Your ButtercupButtercup, Your Buttercup, Ducks, Shnucks, Shlucks, Shucks