Postpartum Modesty.

shes got it all worked out faded vanity i think that it shows by now, shes probably on to me. well shes clear, not far away at night time they stray. wont believe nor fear, because i made her real. dont... (childish banter) woe. closer can you come out? woe. will we fall out? did u come? your kingdom arose from a fort of sheets your crown was hailed by the king in me as we whispered our woes