The tiniest look can be a deadly hook to a lonely heart.
Saw you once, didn’t like you that much,
liked you a just a little, but that was
poison to my lonely heart.
Lonely heart, glass heart, crystal heart just
hanging in my window, like a prism, turning all the light to blue.
Nice man, average Joe, just someone I don’t hardly know,
can turn away to leave, and then I’m falling and I’m falling
through an endless world of blue.
Next time I will lock my door,
I don’t care who it is no more.
Next time I will lock my door,
aint no one getting through.
I don’t need to draw my shades;
ain’t no one looking anyway.
Except for me I’m looking, I’m lying still and waiting
as the sun is slowly fading and the air is turning blue.
Blue heart, lonely heart, hanging in my window
like a trinket like a crystal turning all my skies to blue.
Cheap heart, ugly heart, brainless, thoughtless, careless heart,
just hurting me for nothing, destroying me to pieces, for a man I never knew.
Now I’m gonna lock my door,
ain’t peeping through that hole no more.
Ain’t biting like a fish no more,
I’m sitting here, I’m sitting here, until I’m only blue.
Blue lips, marble eyes, my eyes ain’t gonna meet your eyes,
my eyes ain’t gonna meet your eyes, won’t meet your eyes again.
I’m returning to my bed, draw the sheets and hide my head
Eight bony fingers poking out, that’s all you’ll see of me.

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