Losing all the limbs I ever owed
To a woman of small minded talents
Plucking the wings of a flowerless heart
I endured the lies for far too long
All the naked confessions were in vain
Only to be seen by the runt of a queen
Of a small brittle heart
From a small brittle part of a small brittle heart
If she told me the truth
I would have hunted her down
If she told me one truth I would have hunted her
And left her out to dry
Taking dead admissions from my skin
Since the day she grew gray and colder
And taking the switch from a powerless light
Younger skies may have turned to dust
Yes those naked confessions were in vain
At least they were seen by that runt of a queen
Of a small brittle heart
From a small brittle part
Yes a small little heart
To a woman of small minded talents
Plucking the wings of a flowerless heart
I endured the lies for far too long
All the naked confessions were in vain
Only to be seen by the runt of a queen
Of a small brittle heart
From a small brittle part of a small brittle heart
If she told me the truth
I would have hunted her down
If she told me one truth I would have hunted her
And left her out to dry
Taking dead admissions from my skin
Since the day she grew gray and colder
And taking the switch from a powerless light
Younger skies may have turned to dust
Yes those naked confessions were in vain
At least they were seen by that runt of a queen
Of a small brittle heart
From a small brittle part
Yes a small little heart
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