little lamb

i've got gum disease

i'm scared all my gums are gon' recede

i'm scared that you are still mad at me

i'm scared if i take the plaster off it will bleed

there is no quick fix

i left it too long in my ditch

doctor can you fix it up with a stitch?

i'm craving structure in this mix

i fear i'm leaking out

someone tipped me over by my spout

and out we all watch me pour

while the people around me keep begging for more

i'm sorry i cried

can't help it half the time

this bleating heart of mine

little lamb in the bright light

if these lambs legs are bled and scratched

nurture and place a cotton pad

i'll run and bite my tail and say i'm sorry" time and time again