There is a place between your shoulder and chest
Which I would rather not leave
And when you let the drippings of the thing
Fall around me, I am just awake and afraid
And screaming your name
Fuck, if your one sliced hand is not the keeper of the back of my neck
I came alive this morning with the pit in my stomach
Because I rolled to the other side
If I missed you in the night I guess I'm
Going to Minnesota, huh?
I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?
Keeping your mouth real dry
So that my words will not dissolve on your tongue, but
I don't need to talk by some disgusting accident of communion
Fuck my feet, I'm trying to cross the stream but they keep
Going to Minnesota, huh?
I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?
♪
I'm sneaking up without my manners
Scripture sink my teeth into the book
Where you keep your secrets about me
Kissing to trick you into
Easing your grip, so I can steal that shit and take it
Home from Minnesota with me
I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?
♪
(Yeah)