Sex from Singe by Lo Wolf

Woods and ferries, outdoors in tents
Every way that stings or bends
Tipis, mattresses, hardwood floors
Pillows and beds, up against glass doors
Lightning storm and winter’s cold
I’ll want your love even when I’m old

Get on my belly and in my hair
Put me on knees and hips
Love’s not fair
Yours and mine, we’re stoned, we’re wined
And when the lights go out the body does what’s right
Slower than the summer rain
I’ll want your love til wanting it brings me pain

Blood on the wall, we’re quiet like mice
Loving the flesh is my only vice
Cowgirl gets slapped across the mouth
My favorite thing is when you head down south
Springtime’s coming when the sap runs clear
I want your love, just not at cost my dear

Roses are red, violets are blue
You can fuck right off and your little dog too
My mama’s married ever since she signed
She may be married but she’s not blind
Won’t you tell me daddy when it’s time
I can be your love but I’m no St. Valentine

I’m the only boss of me
It gets lonely up there on the tallest peak
I’ll die with wine in my cup, cum on my lips
I’ll be screaming your name while the earth softly splits in two
I’ll do it in spite of you
I’ll do it in spite of you

• Acoustic
• Folk
• Soul
• americana
• country
• singer-songwriter
• Asheville