itty bitty tiny beats your heart makes when you lie,
catches birds and elephants you're wasted while you wine.
if i could find a little piece of flesh i'll be alright,
but as life turns to eat me up i fear i won't survive.
i won't survive (x7)
itty bitty tiny beats your heart makes when you lie,
if i could find a little piece of flesh i'll be alright.
