Bleeding heart reading left to right
A trickle not a flood
A stream not a flow
A dream in the night
Black hair, white skin
She doesn't seem to notice that I glow with sin
Subtley I notice what clothes she's in
Tight to squeeze in, feels alright to ease out
Let the birds and the bees out
Get you off your knees now
It's days like these that make me happy
Rejection that leaves me feeling crappy
But f*ck this, I only dabble in matters of the heart
I only dabble in matters of the heart
I wanna get dabs of shatter in my lungs