At the hop

Put me in your suitcase,

Let me help you pack - cause you're never coming back (no, you're never coming back)

Cook me in your breakfast,

And put me on your plate - cause you know I taste great (yeah, you know I taste great)

Put me in your dry dreams,

And put me in your wet - if you haven't yet (no, if you haven't yet...)

Light me with you candle,

And watch the flames go hiiigh - it doesn't hurt to try (no, it doesn't hurt to try)

Wrap me in your marrow,

Stuff me in your bones - a single mending moan (a song to bring you home)