Fit to burst I'm in love No, no, no, you silly girl Fist, a brick in my hand A hole, hole, hole, you silly man
I didn't mean to make this mess This paper muscle in my chest And stolen thirst won't be my End, but then I was here first
Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding
Didn't mean that last word No, no, no, you silly man I can't help myself I try, try, try, and then I Crack it split to see inside I run because I can't abide This tiny meat in my hand The pound, pound, pound, your bleeding heart
Hand - hole - heart - your bleeding heart Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding
I crack it split to see inside I run because I can't abide This tiny meat in my hand And the pound, pound, pound, of your bleeding heart
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Fit to burst I'm in love
No, no, no, you silly girl
Fist, a brick in my hand
A hole, hole, hole, you silly man
I didn't mean to make this mess
This paper muscle in my chest
And stolen thirst won't be my
End, but then I was here first
Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding
Didn't mean that last word
No, no, no, you silly man
I can't help myself I try, try, try, and then I
Crack it split to see inside
I run because I can't abide
This tiny meat in my hand
The pound, pound, pound, your bleeding heart
Hand - hole - heart - your bleeding heart
Hand - hole - heart - girl - bleeding
I crack it split to see inside
I run because I can't abide
This tiny meat in my hand
And the pound, pound, pound, of your bleeding heart
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