Little Lamb (Acoustic Church Session)

[Verse 1]
I’ve got gum disease
I’m scared all my gums are gon’ recede
I’m scared that you are still mad at me
I’m scared if I take the plaster off, it will bleed
There is no quick fix
I left it too long in my ditch
Doctor, can you fix it up with a stitch?
I’m craving structure in this mix
I fear I’m leaking out
Someone tipped me over by my spout
And out we all watch me pour
While the people around me keep begging for more
I’m sorry I cried
Can’t help it half the time
This bleating heart of mine
Little lamb in the bright light

[Chorus]
If this lamb's legs are bled and scratched
Nurture and place a cotton pad
I’ll run and bite my tail and say
"I’m sorry" time and time again
I’ll rip my stuffing out and I will
Cry for you to put it back
Do we use stitches or glue?
What is going to see me through?

[Verse 2]
I want to be your best
Mechanical, simply flawless
Wind me up, watch me impress
Stacking trophies on the shelf
I’m just a fucking pet
Wipe your eyes with me when you're upset
Show me off to all your friends
Together till the very end
I’m scared that you will leave
So I’ll keep pulling at your sleeve
Or maybe I’ll push you so hard away
You’ll be so far from me
Overthink each word, each glide
I’m t-t-terrified
Little icky fingies pulling
At me all the fucking time

[Chorus]
If this lamb's legs are bled and scratched
Nurture and place a cotton pad
I’ll run and bite my tail and say
"I’m sorry" time and time again
I’ll rip my stuffing out and I will
Cry for you to put it back
Do we use stitches or glue?
What is going to see me through?