Eyed it, dried it, untied it 
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it 
Taste it, traced it, erased it 
He's my post to lean on 
And I just cut him down 
So I'm out to land on somethin' 
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground 
Eyed it, dried it, untied it 
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it 
Taste it, trace it, erased it 
He's my post to lean on 
And I just cut him down 
So I'm out to land on somethin' 
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground 
He's my post to lean on 
And I just cut him down 
So I'm out to land on somethin' 
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground