Waratorium - Tomahawk

I got a love that’s second to none

You and me and him makes it one

About as wide as the sea

Thinner than a butt of a flea

A love that slits its own throat

D’amour, je tiens peau

I got a love that’s greater than me

With more bitch hatred than me

Got a thing more sacred than we

You and me and him makes three

Got memory, don’t need a tattoo

Young blood, a dream fool

Horizon stretch-skin eyes

Le plume insure that carries lies

You will carry my lies

If they ask you don’t know a thing

Just grab my piece and look through the ring

I got a love that’s greater than me

With more bitch hatred than me

Got a thing more sacred than we

You and me and him makes three

Enter my waratorium

You are my weapon, my son

Countrydom is thicker than mud

You and me and him makes it one

I got a love that’s second to none

You and me and him makes it one