Cuttin' the Tree - Mark Kelly, John Wesley, Mark Prator

If it bleeds, would you tighten the tourniquet

Or would you stare at the open wound

With lust and fascination

If the cut runs deep, would you reach

Inside of it

Or would you twist the knife in tight

With lust and fascination

You’ve got me out on the limb now baby

Would you be cuttin' the tree

You’ve got the wool in my eyes now

Honey so blind I can’t see

Are you settin your sights now baby

Are you settin' on me

You’ve got me out on the limb now baby

Would you be cuttin' the tree

Would you be cuttin' the tree

Would you

If I sleep

Would you come inside of it

Would you steal all my dreams of life

With lust and fascination

If I scream

Would you kill to silence it

Like stealing the words of a drowning man

With lust and fascination

You’ve got me out on the limb now baby

Would you be cuttin' the tree

You’ve got the wool in my eyes no

Honey so blind I can’t see

Are you settin your sights now baby

Are you settin on me

You’ve got me out on the limb now baby

Would you be cuttin' the tree

Would you be cuttin' the tree, would you

Be cuttin' the tree