Cut the Cord - Charlotte Martin

Big sigh on my my a mountain lion, hello 
Oxygen or baby this one's gonna blow 
And we go up, down, up 
And we go up and down again 
Then we go down, up, down, up 
We go down and up again-gain-gain 

Three seeds cheap of turning torture into love 
I wise up but it's not me you're thinking of 
Gonna hold out on me 
Gonna go out on her again 
And you go frown for sure 
And we're real proud you know 

And it's the same sad love song 
And then it's all right, all wrong 
And then we're too weak, too strong 
To cut the cord 

Stronghold you told me that you weren't into storms 
How the sky breaks into what we should have formed 
But we are no cloud, no sun 
And we're no rainbow that's sure 
And we're no street, no heat 
Just a vapor in the fog 

And it's the same sad love song 
And then it's all right, all wrong 
And then we're too weak, too strong 
To cut the cord 
To cut the cord 

Just enough to satisfy me 
Just enough to gratify me 
Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert 
Just enough to satisfy me 
Just enough to gratify me 
Just enough to blaze your fire through my desert 

Open books aren't really books without the words 
Love's not love if it's not painfully absurd 
And then we're hot and cold 
And then we're hot and cold again 
And then we're shy and bold 
And this is crazier as friends 

It's the same sad love song 
And then it's all right, all wrong 
And then we're too weak, too strong 

And it's the same sad love song 
And then it's all right, all wrong 
And then we're too weak, too strong 
To cut the cord 
To cut the cord 
To cut the cord 
To cut the cord