Salt – B. Miles – letras

Oh, I need love the mostBut it never stays longA notch to my bedpostPretend they’re mineSundress wrinkled on the floorI’m naked you’re not here no moreTo keep me warm, keep me warmCrack the door with a trash binMaybe you will come back inAnd keep me warm, keep me warmMy love, my love, my loveMy love, my love, my lovePour the salt in the woundMy love, my love, my loveMy love, my love, my lovePour the salt in the woundJust hanging on the phoneWishing it’s too good to be trueJust me and my lonesomeAshes on the tray long overdueFor me to pry myself awayFrom nonchalant toying gamesWon’t keep me warm, keep me warmCrack the door with a trash binMaybe you will come back inAnd keep me warm, keep me warmMy love, my love, my loveMy love, my love, my lovePour the salt in the woundMy love, my love, my loveMy love, my love, my lovePour the salt in the woundPour the salt in the woundMy love, my love, my loveMy love, my love, my lovePour the salt in the woundMy love, my love, my loveMy love, my love, my lovePour the salt in the wound