Like a wet dream Like a symphony Oh i got a bellyache Butterflies with broken wings Cue the metronomes Tap the telephones I can't tell the difference From your voice and the dial tone Wish we had met before They spun you around the weathervane All their horses couldn't Put me back together again No i was never the same Like a first kiss Like a dying wish Oh i got some ailments I'm prescribing everything Like a flat wheel Like an orange peel Oh i got a bandaid heart That'll never heal Was i naive to think It'd dry once i spilled everything Back in the city i get shivers When i hear your name It feels like yesterday I couldn't fathom what was Coming right around the bend Bent me outta shape When i was finally on the mend And if you miss me Do you laugh about it with your friends All the king's men Did they put you back together again Same days i'd rather be dead

my heart my sacred heart