Won’t Be Eaten

Cradle, cradle
Won't you give it to me tonight
Oh, since you left, I'm feelin' so depressed
It's just another phase
I'll get you in a day or two

So, like, I'm not your dinner
And I won't be eaten tonight
So, like, I'm not your dinner
Cradle

And when the bough breaks
That's my cue to discorporate
It's not a body, I mean, it's just my watching of you
In time in how I feel so design now