FKA twigs, “Two Weeks”

I know it hurts
You know I’d quench that thirst
(I can treat you better than her)
You say you’re lonely
I say you’ll think about it
‘Cause you’re the only one who resonates
That chaste mouth open like ahh

Higher than a motherfucker
Dreaming of you as my lover
(Mouth open, you’re high)
Flying like a streamer
Thinking of new ways to do each other
(Mouth open, you’re high)
Pull out the incisor
Give me two weeks, you won’t recognize her
Mouth open, you’re high

Give me two weeks, you won’t recognize her.