I show you myself as a fruit tree And you see the fort that could be made with that lumber I dangle treats, and girl, you walk under I show you myself as a buoy And you see an anchor And I sing you my welcome And you, you ship, are pulled under You've got courage to knock on any door Until you come to freeze at mine, it swung wide Oh you coward, you're afraid You coward, you're the anchor You coward, you're the fortress Oh you coward, you're afraid Oh you coward, you're afraid Oh you coward, let me in