"Take"

(written by Kristin Hersh)

I think I could like you

If you let me drive your car

I think I might want you

If you let me drive real far

I won't steal your keys

I won't try to be mean

Plus, it might break you...

Break you, that might save you

I pray to the god who made you

I wouldn't break it

Couldn't take what isn't mine

'Cause I like you

And I know it isn't right

Just go about your business

And pretend that I'm your wife

Plus, I could feed you...

Feed you, 'cause I need you

I pray to the gods I can please you

I hold a fistful of money

Drag me down, I reel you in

If you don't think I'm pretty

I understand

Just don't think you won't die by a woman's hand

Plus, I might hurt you...

Hurt you, desert you

I pray to the gods I can burn you

Take to the road

Take me with you

Take to the road

Take me with you

Bring me, this thing me

I pray to the gods you can change me

Take to the road

Take me with you

Take to the road

Take me with you