My roasted marshmallow heart
My fragile heart
My delicate feeble blood pumper

They say it ain't there
That it's dead
That it's hard as diamond
The words, they formulate, cut through glass like the DIAMOND they say it is

My brittle heart
They just don't know
Let's keep it closed up like wise
Bury it
Then flush it out
And we be back at Square One
They...