custer bread by Pighati

All i can take is a small cup of tea This is all i can take, please stay with me I have a deadly deficit of forehead kisses, I admit I'm sweet and stale like custard bread And when I lay my head I want to break my head like a pinata You can pick up all the sweet intentions off the floor I'm sorry my hands wanted more All I can take is a small cup of tea This is all I can take please stay with me As you give her forehead kisses, I'll be watching from the audience I want you happier, I want your peace to stay As you give her forehead kisses, I'll be watching from the field I want to love me as I worry for you everyday All I can take is a small cup of tea This is all I can take please stay with me