Peppermint

I lost my best friend
 I never had him
 He's disappearing off a ledge
 I guess he left the way he came in
 Made out of peppermint
 All white and red pins
 Pins and needles on my tongue
 It's not exactly what I wanted
 I'm holding you on my tongue
 Poured into my cup
 It's something you whipped up
 From the skins of fruits and flowers
 I forgotten all the names of
 And on the next day
 I woke up with brand new legs
 I still don't know what it was
 But I remember how it tasted
 I'm holding you on my tongue
 You like your shirts with
 Short collars and small prints
 And I like walking home so drunk
 I can't remember what the day is
 God you're so quiet (God you're so quiet)
 So brave and so kind (So brave and so kind)
 And If you keep talking like that
 Then I might walk on with you all night
 I'm holding you on my tongue
 I'm holding you on my tongue