Whipped Cream Waterfalls (Don't Go Chasing Them, You Might Get Sticky)

Don't let your hairs fall from you, dear
Or your skin loosen on my behalf
Don't waste your time on blame
Or what never was, but could have been
Our meager means turned our bonds to
Thinning strings, held together with spit and cockroach wings
Unfaithfulness leaves a nasty scar
But, my dear, I'll bear it like a star
'Til winter's young and timid
Hiding in September's arms
Our meager means turned our bonds to
Thinning strings, held together with spit and cockroach wings