Stone Fruit

Mess around a little, mess around a little
Like a stone fruit, bite 'til I feel you
Nadine, Nadine, our names sound so close
Holding on to your body while the water goes
Ah-ah
I care to stick to you like a clot
Wanna hear your history
until you don't wanna talk
That's love, baby
That's love, I think I know
No drugs, not drunk, just biting down
Through the center and through clothes
Ah-ah
Mess around a little with the height you cast
Play with a shadow, sing into a paper bag
Nadine, Nadine, sometimes things come up
If you get distant we can sift through tall grass
And through mud
I care to stick to you like a clot
Wanna hear your history
until you don't wanna talk
That's love, baby
That's love, I think I know
No drugs, not drunk, just biting down
Through the center and through clothes
Uh-huh
You walked by a church
and you said it tripped you out (Oh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
By a cobble road
where stolen art burned down (Ooh)
You feel ugly when you think
you see their thoughts
I feel ugly when they ask if I'd drop bombs
No, no
No, no
I care to stick to you like a clot
Wanna hear your history
until you don't wanna talk
That's love, baby
That's love, I think I know
No tons, no guns, just biting down
Through the center and through clothes
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah