(If You) Keep Me in Your Heart

If you keep me in your heart Then keep me in your wallet Tucked between the money that I wasted on you And keep me in your phone Keep me on your key-ring Keep me rolling round about the bottom of your bag And keep me in your hall Keep me in your bathroom Keep me hanging up stretched out and dripping next to you And keep in your sheets Between the stripes and flowers Where the map we used to draw has long since washed away I'll be the highlights in your hair I'll be the cracked and flaking polish on your nails I'll be the wax inside your ears I'll be the overbearing perfume on your neck So keep me on your wall And glued into your albums With all the friends and family who never keep in touch And keep me in your drawers Keep me in your wardrobe Between the borrowed shirts and Christmas gifts you never wore I'll be the scratches on your arm I'll be the monthly useless lining of your womb I'll be the last drink before bed I'll be the puffy eyes and dampness on your cheeks