HE said make me a meal of your insides
Give me your organs, pull yourself apart.
I said darling I could try, so hard
But you could never have my heart.
My heart is an impenetrable fortress
My lungs are hurt and burnt from tears and smoke
Inhaling salt water makes them useless
And my heart is tough from scars where it had broke.
HE said well can I have your liver with Chiante?
I said darling cooking it would be a trial
For I've abused that thing alcohol for years
And my hatred has filled it full of bile.
He said then let me crack your skull and have your brain
Let me me see inside that pretty head
I said take it if you don't care that it's insane
Take it if you don't care that it's dead.
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