There is a place between your shoulder and chest

Which I would rather not leave

And when you let the drippings of the thing

Fall around me I am just

Wet and afraid and screaming your name

F**k if your one sliced hand is not the keeper of the back of my neck

I came alive this morning with the pit in my stomach because I'd

Rolled to the other side

If I missed you in the night I guess I'm

Going to Minnesota huh

I guess I'm going to Minnesota huh

Keeping your mouth real dry

So that my words will not dissolve on your tongue but

I don't need to talk by some disgusting accident of communion

F**k my feet I'm trying to cross the street but they keep

Going to Minnesota huh

I guess I'm going to Minnesota huh

I'm sneaking up without my manners

Scripture sink my teeth into the book

Where you keep your secrets about me

Kissing to trick you into

Easing your grip so I can steal that s**t and take it

Home from Minnesota with me

I guess I'm going to Minnesota huh