Come my poor heart come, old friend true and tried Lies before the casm, gaping wide With long sobs the violin throbs and cries
With long sobs the violin throbs and cries What the hell are you doing here, What else can I say I lied to you with every hour, every hour of every day Now why can't we be like you and just f*** our pain away Is that the sun coming down, threatening to break Or just the part of you that I could never take With long sobs the violin throbs and cries With long sobs the violin throbs and cries
