canary

hold me

i'm falling down like a sequoia tree

don't slip

i will never forgive you

if only

i had a plan a comfortable exit

i'd bet

she would never be leaving

you will never believe it

she will never believe it

i can't believe it

we will never be leaving

so rich

smelling good like a magnolia tree

so fit

a canary in season

loaded

is the meaning of this dead metaphor

so sick

you would never believe it

you will never believe it

she will never believe it

i can't believe it

we will never be leaving