My Heart

when you laughed at my plan

and you mocked all my words

i knew then you were worse

you’d forgotten to love

in your hands in your hands

my heart

and the sun was unclean

and the morning the same

contorting in the dark

in the bedroom you made

a fuss of the stars

too bright for your eyes

in your hands

my heart

and the morning's your curse

and the sun still unwashed

oh we loved till it hurt

it was crushing me love

in the night

i knew was the last

in your hands 

in your hands

my heart

and of course

you went there

like vertigo

on a bridge

the river

drunk 

howling like dogs

and i, running on fumes

spat flames 'till it scarred you 

“Fall away! Go! Find your escape route!"

in your hands in your hands

my heart

when you sheltered yourself

and cut off the phone

well, I knew then you weren’t hurt

you’d forgotten how to love

oh the artist shall suffer

because he’s scratching his back

'till there’s blood in his nails

well you make yourself ill

with the lies that you tell

still,

in your hands 

in your hands

my heart