[Verse 1]
She looked busy
Scrolling herself to death
I guess she had nothing left
But desire, desire
Teardrops in coffee
Lying there in his bed
Sharpening her arrowhead
Please set me on fire, on fire
[Chorus]
Am I no good?
Am I made of wood?
Am I just dead wood?
Am I just dead wood?
[Verse 2]
Geppetto, my friend
Can you not see the cracks?
A wooden heart split with an axe
And desire, desire
[Chorus]
Am I no good?
Am I made of wood?
Am I just dead wood? (Ahh)
Am I just dead wood?
She looked busy
Scrolling herself to death
I guess she had nothing left
But desire, desire
Teardrops in coffee
Lying there in his bed
Sharpening her arrowhead
Please set me on fire, on fire
[Chorus]
Am I no good?
Am I made of wood?
Am I just dead wood?
Am I just dead wood?
[Verse 2]
Geppetto, my friend
Can you not see the cracks?
A wooden heart split with an axe
And desire, desire
[Chorus]
Am I no good?
Am I made of wood?
Am I just dead wood? (Ahh)
Am I just dead wood?
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