Hey brown eyes, where'd you get that dress? nOh what a lovely floral print nThat compliments the backseat of your car, oh no nAnd we'll blame our parents nThey bred such wicked animals nVirgin tigers and we're gnawing our way out of these flesh cages nnMy head in the clouds nMy feet miss the groundnSpinning around, I'll never come back down nUp on the cross where you hung me outnNaked and worn but I'll never come back down nnYou can't stop this, so get undressed nTongue tied in a knot, oh let's be honest nYou're the tree and Im the kingnWe made a bed at Calvary nnTie me up a crown of thorns on the head of a savior that you flock and scorn nAll I want to do, yes all I want to do is tell you that I nThat I loved you nnI loved you so little