Your heart, your strings, your words, your wings
touch of feathers is underneath

We hope for better times this year
Your house will burn for years and years

Your morning prayers and midnight cries
The summer left your heart behind

I read your palm, I saw the first time
Your heart, your hand, your earth, sun, blood

Touched my hand, I saw the first time
Cursed your eye, your lonesome blood

Got your curse and get it on
Got your curse and get it on
Got your curse and get it on
Got your curse and get it on

I could turn you on so fast
Your heart, your heart, your hands, your hands

Like from angels selling sun
You spent a hundred years ago
Your [bad word] in short supply
Your curse won't work on me this time

I read your palm, I saw the first time
Your heart, your hand, your earth, sun, blood

Touched my hand, I saw the first time
Curse your eye, your lonesome blood

Got your curse and get it on
Got your curse and get it on
Got your curse and get it on
Got your curse and get it on

Your heart, your strings, your words, your wings
touch of feathers is underneath

We hope for better times this year
Your house will burn for years and years

Your morning prayers and midnight cries
The summer left your heart behind