To Death Keaton Henson

[Verse 1]
How is the sex, love
Hope it's the best of him
How does it feel, love
Not knowing where he's been

[Chorus]
And it hurts more with every breath
But more than that baby I miss you to death

[Verse 2]
How is your soul, girl
Hope it's not burning in your head
How does he talk, love
When you're both lying in his bed

[Chorus]
And it burns more with every breath
But more than that baby, I miss you to death