He took the stable,
Bred me to be a mare.
Made the brethren able,
Gave me a room.

I never asked him.
I never meant meant to stay.
He dressed the table,
Wore a dress to be my mare.

There's no permanence
When you never leave the stall.
He ran to other wars,
Won't write me at all.

I want to kill him,
I want to cut his brain,
And when it's over,
I know I'll feel okay.

He was a champion;
We were riding side by side.
Into the frontier.
He left me without a ride.

Where did the hour go
When the champions intercede?
He stole the cargo,
Took every chance to leave.

There's no permanence
When you never leave the stall.
He ran to other wars,
Won't write me at all.

I want to kill him,
I want to cut his brain,
And when it's over,
I know I'll feel okay.

I want to kill him,
I want to cut his face,
And when it's over,
I know I'll feel okay.

I want,
I want,
I want,
I want.

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Writer(s): SUFJAN STEVENS