Lost on the stage
I was looking her way to see
Ba-da-ba-ba-da, ba-da-ba-ba-da
She was naming the dead
And talking in poetry
Ba-da-ba-ba-da, ba-da-ba-ba-da
And every line is a bookshelf
And I won't feel sorry for myself
Cuz your heart is desperately damaged
And my heart is a wasp's nest
And every line is a bookshelf
And I won't feel sorry for myself
Cuz your heart is desperately damaged
And my heart is a wasp's nest
And I hate the river
I know I have rivals there
Ba-da-ba-ba-da, ba-da-ba-ba-da
But if books are my home
Then you killed my family
Ba-da-ba-ba-da, ba-da-ba-ba-da
And every line is a bookshelf
And I won't feel sorry for myself
Cuz your heart is desperately damaged
And my heart is a wasp's nestAnd every line is a bookshelf
And I won't feel sorry for myself
Cuz your heart is desperately damaged
And my heart is a wasp's nest
My heart is a wasp's nest
(My heart is a wasp's nest)
And my imagination was the first apple tree
My heart is a wasp's nest
(My heart is a wasp's nest)
And my imagination was the first apple tree
My heart is a wasp's nest
And my imagination was the first apple tree
My heart is a wasp's nest
(My heart is a wasp's nest)
And my imagination was the first apple tree
And every line is a bookshelf
(And every line is a bookshelf)
And I won't feel sorry for myself
(And I won't feel sorry for myself)
Cuz your heart is desperately damaged
(Cuz your heart is desperately damaged)
And my heart is a wasp's nest
(And my heart is a wasp's nest)
And every line is a bookshelf
(And every line is a bookshelf)
And I won't feel sorry for myself
(And I won't feel sorry for myself)
Cuz your heart is desperately damaged
(Cuz your heart is desperately damaged)
And my heart is a wasp's nest
(And my heart is a wasp's nest)