Mothers - Nesting Behavior lyrics

You've been giving me away to other men, to other men Most things are born golden Until they start to notice Oh, I was on your side I was on your side I gathered twigs between your eyelids Until they fell between your eyelashes Wove my hair into the bare places And mashed it down for the evening Oh I preen my feathers in the old milk That you shed for me I wear this dress of indifference And find it quite becoming