Hearts

(álbum: Background Music - 2001)

Dear eastern prom
I know what's wrong...
But it's suicide eyes
That wrote this song
For all I'm worth
Writer's block is a bitch
Words falling like bricks
For a New England wish...
I was an easy male fuck
In the town of "naive-ity"

All I wanted was a shot in the dark
But like a knife through the heart
I choke on spit covered words...

Oh my god it happened again
What the fuck is wrong with me?

Screaming gets you nothing
One more night in fucking town
Screaming gets you nothing
And I swear I'm fucking dead...
Screaming gets you nothing
I drew a heart around the name of your city...
Screaming gets you nothing
I drew a heart around the name of your city...