Trippin' on a Hole in a Paper Heart

Don't cut out my paper heart I ain't dying anyway Take a look at Eiffel towers Never trust them dirty liars Sipping lemon yellow booze Old lead-belly sings the blues All dressed up on wedding day Keep on tripping anyway I am, I am, I said I'm not myself I'm not dead and I'm not for sale So keep your bankroll lottery Eat your salad day, deathbed motorcade Fake the heat and scratch the itch Skinned up knees and salty lips I'll breathe your life, Vicks vapor life And when you binge, I purge alike Let go, It's harder holding on One more trip and I'll be gone So keep your head up, keep it on Just a whisper, I'll be gone Take a breath and make it big It's the last you'll ever get Break your neck with diamond noose It's the last you'll ever choose I am, I am, I said I'm not myself I'm not dead and I'm not for sale Hold me closer, closer, let me go Let me be, just let me be I am, I am, I said I'm not myself I'm not dead and I'm not for sale So keep your bankroll lottery Just sound your deathbed motorcade I am, I am, I said I'm not myself I'm not dead and I'm not for sale Hold me closer, closer, let me go Let me be, just let me be I am, I am, I said I'm not myself I'm not dead and I'm not for sale So keep your bankroll lottery Eat your salad day, deathbed motorcade