i got a heart made of heart and i got a heart made of stone

the one that you love ain't the one that's alone

it doesn't want to be touched, it just wants to be warmed

the other one just wants to stop 'cause it's tired and worn

you got a voice in your head and you got a voice on the phone

the one that is loved ain't the one that's alone

it doesn't want to be loud it just wants to be known

the other voice just tries to fake some hope in its tone

i got one heart made of blood and one heart made of glass

one lets all the light through th'other only lets the red pass

seeing the gaps in your teeth makes it beat hard and fast

but it mostly dreams slowly 'bout nights that've passed

i've got a heart made of meat i've got a heart made of stone

i've got one heart wet with blood and one heart dry as a bone

i had to lie still all my life until they were both grown

i was sending all these love letters to god

he kept telling me that that's not what he wants

he doesn't feel that way about me and i better stop

that my feet were smelling and i should take a bath

that he made all this water here just to take care of that

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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