Cross my heart and hope to fly.

How can I create a work of art
Tangled over a dishwasher that just won’t start?
Domestic bliss, are you taking the piss?
I need a minute on my own
Minute on my own

So I cross my heart and hope to fly
And fuck right off into the middle of the sky
Where no one can find me
Where no one can see
That would be my ecstasy

Our clothes are on the floor
And so are our hearts
Your necklace and your pearls
Are your entourage

A pictured locket
A ring in my pocket
I need a minute on my own
Minute on my own

So I cross my heart and hope to fly
And fuck right off into the middle of the sky
Where no one can find me
Where no one can see
That would be my ecstasy….

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