Stitches

I've got a black heart Swallowing stitches Yet falling apart I was born to grace you merry thing The smallest spark The slightest sting Here I go, here I go again Always, we're lying I don't know what to say to you My darling You're killing me and I'm killing you How I wish that it were true My darling You're killing me and I'm killing you I've got a weak tongue Swallowing hours since I was young And I'll try and try to shout to you But nothing quite makes it through Here I go, here I go again Always, we're lying I don't know what to say to you My darling You're killing me and I'm killing you How I wish it were true But darling You're killing me and I'm killing you Don't stay, don't go Don't stay, don't go Don't say you told me so I know, I already know Don't stay, don't go Don't stay, don't go Don't say you told me so I know, I know That I don't know what to say to you My darling You're killing me and I'm killing you How I wish that it were true But darling You're killing me and I'm killing you I don't know what to say to you But darling You're killing me and I'm killing you How I wish that it were true But darling You're killing me and I'm killing you I've got a black heart Swallowing stitches Yet falling apart