Sugar

Martha, you didn't take my innocence away Though I know that you were scared to, you were scared to every day Experience, a dagger that cut through seventh grade But you told me that you loved me with your hands beside my face You crawled into the boiler room after what you said There you kissed me on the mouth and I kissed you on the head You told that sometimes you wished you were dead and so I Held your hand up the stairs and brought you back to bed Do you know what you said You got sugar on your tongue, sugar on your tongue Sugar on your tongue and a bullet in you gun You got a backpack baby and two legs built to run A couple hundred dollars to throw into the sun You got sugar on your tongue, sugar on your tongue Sugar on your tongue, girl you know you're way too young To be this back tracked baby, you insist that it was fun Just call me in the morning when you know what you've done One night you toed a line, I can't remember what it was I wasn't mad at you but you started crying because You didn't want to be like him, you saw it in your blood It was a little much for you, it was a little much for us And you'd had enough You got sugar on your tongue, sugar on your tongue Sugar on your tongue and a bullet in you gun You got a backpack baby and two legs built to run A couple hundred dollars to throw into the sun You got sugar on your tongue, sugar on your tongue Sugar on your tongue, girl you know you're way too young To be this back tracked baby, you insist that it was fun Just call me in the morning when you know what you've done Oh it's high time And you're high and I'm In your basement trying To figure out what's on your mind High time And you're high and I'm In your basement trying To figure out what's on your mind What's on your mind What's on your mind You got sugar on your tongue, sugar on your tongue Sugar on your tongue and a bullet in you gun You got a backpack baby and two legs built to run A couple hundred dollars to throw into the sun You got sugar on your tongue, sugar on your tongue Sugar on your tongue, girl you know you're way too young To be this back tracked baby, you insist that it was fun Just call me in the morning when you know what you've done Salt in your eyes, salt in your life Salt in the wound, though you said you never cry You got a hotel room to check into for the night I'll call you in the morning just to see if you're alright"