Blood on the Mattress

Blood on the Mattress
sweat on the ceiling
shadows are dancing
all across the wall
they call that hashing
out the passion
tie me up t-t-to tear me apart
& I got ties in the tide of your rose (?)
under the night
you were mine, I was yours

let the parade run,
over and over
and watch the town drunk, try to get sober
watch the town run, everyone over
we gave or money up, to the rotten order

and I got doused in the tide of your rows (?)
and under the night you were mine I was yours

watching you come undone, in the backseat, rubbing my eyes
all the light it shines for you
spending al my time in a bed between your thighs
don't think I'll ever be through with you

and I got toes in the tide of your rose (?)
under the night you were mine I was yours
and I got toes in the tied of your rose
under the night you were mine I was yours