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)