I will throw you, baby, out with the bathwater.
Cause I know, cause I know what's precious, and I'll take my time.
No, we shouldn't rush into this gold mine.
It might just crumble with our hearts inside.
I can smell it a mile away
in the spring before it rains
in the heavy clouded sky,
ready to tumble, ready to cry.
I will throw you, baby, out with the bathwater.
Cause I know, cause I know what's precious and I'll take my time.
No, we shouldn't rush into this gold mine.
It might just crumble with our hearts inside.
I will throw you, baby, out with the bathwater.
Cause I know, cause I know what's precious and I'll take my time.
No, we shouldn't rush into this gold mine.
It might just crumble with our hearts inside.
Boy in a burrito of blankets,
I love the way you wake up and fix breakfast.
Delicious.