I wish I had a heart

I'd call it tiger

And wrapped in silver thread

I'd tie it to my chest

To bring you home

I wish I had a car

And bits of wire

To tie you to the seat

I'd drive you to the beach

And keep on going

And I know when I've been stung

When I'm trapped inside my bed

Feel my flesh begin to swell

I'm an evil shade of red

I hate the taste of skin

It's terrifying

Reminds me of the truth

That biting bits of you

Can bring you home

And I hate

The sweet taste

And these miricals

I feel it in my skin

Know in my head

When you touch me

I am still awake at night

In my dreams

When my eyes are full of

Pictures of the day

Not quite right

Just to bring you home

I'm so lucky

I can pick my feelings

I never want to cry

I'm so ugly

But I pick my feelings

So I choose not to mind

It's true to you

It must seem sad

I know it all

I'm not sad belive me

'Cause I choose not to be

I wish I had the skill

To stop my thinking

Concentrate each breath

To make sure that it's done

It's not instinctive