I Break Horses

Well, I rode out to the ocean
 And the water looked like tarnished gold
 I rode out on a broken horse
 Who told me she'd never felt so old
 She asked me if I'd feed her
 And ride her now and then
 No no no, no no no, no no no
 I break horses
 I don't tend to them
 I break horses
 They seem to come to me
 Asking to be broken
 They seem to run to me
 I break horses
 Doesn't take me long
 Just a few well-placed words
 And their wandering hearts are gone
 At first her warmth felt good between my legs
 Living breathing heart-beating flesh
 But soon that warmth turned to an itch
 Turned to a scratch
 Turned to a gash
 I break, I break horses
 I don't tend to them
 Tonight I'm swimming to my favorite island
 And I don't want to see you swimming behind
 Tonight I'm swimming to my favorite island
 And I don't want to see you swimming behind
 No, I break horses
 I don't tend to them