Mahogany Lyrics

mahogany eyes, you saddle me with doubt

behind the stadium, when you were coming down

the lighter leaves are lost in the freckles on your skin

the bitter taste of blood when the rooftop’s caving in

rotting good, would you, would you

cut the grain, would you, would you

string his neck, would you, would you

steer this wreck, would you, would you

tease me, torturess, bend to your death

i give in easy, hold me now

when i grow tall, bigger than them

i’ll be reckless, not yet

mahogany eyes, are you more true than me?

the woodcutter’s brothers are lining up to see

your beauty is unparalleled and i cannot compete

the fray, the fretful harmonies, it twists the good in me

rotting good, would you, would you

cut the grain, would you, would you

string his neck, would you, would you

steer this wreck, would you, would you

tease me, torturess, bend to your death

i give in easy, hold me now

when i grow tall, bigger than them

i’ll be reckless, not yet