You can make the first cut on the left of my chest
For the flesh there is soft, and the cutting
is the best
And put my heart into a box, a music box
And take me out from time to time
So I can see you, my only crime
Was losing the line between your heart and mine
Burn my body, baby for it wasn’t any use
I won’t run from the flames; don’t have trouble
with the truth
And throw my ashes to the four winds
I will rise up again, and wait on you from time
to time
So we can touch my only crime
Was losing the line between your heart and mine
You can make the first cut on the left of my chest
For the flesh there is soft, and the cutting
is the best
And put my heart into a box, a music box
And take me out from time to time
So I can see my only crime
Was losing the line between your heart and mine
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