There is a place between your shoulder and chest
Which I would rather not leave
And when you let the drippings of the thing
Fall around me I am just wet and afraid
And screaming your name

Fuck if your one sliced hand is not
The keeper of the back of my neck
I came alive this morning
With a pit in my stomach because
I'd rolled to the other side
If I missed you in the night

I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?
I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh?

Barefoot on the kitchen floor
White around my body
Pour a cup of coffee
Call you since you're in New York
I'm sure you'll tell me you were hired
Yeah, you get me higher like kindling on the fire
I didn't mean to run so far, I swear
But I couldn't see the stars

I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh? (Gone to Minnesota)
I guess I'm going to Minnesota, huh? (Gone to Minnesota)
I keep on goin' to Minnesota, huh? (I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone)
I keep on goin' to Minnesota, huh?

Write me if you like, I guess I'm gone
Feels like moving on, I guess I'm gone

Gone to Minnesota, huh