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