i guess the moon had had it out for us and the night and the stars the same everything she touched turned to stone or died eventually or was never seen the same again and this heart i had you never sympathise and while you held my hand i think i witnessed a crime while she drove we sat in silence all i could do was try to breathe her and i we never talked too much or licked our wounds just lived between the hours of sleep and in this dream i had my screams were baby s breath i watched her steal the air right from the atmosphere oh this heart i had you never paid no mind and on the long drive home i think i witnessed a crime and she said i just went crazy from the heat and i just lit a little fire under your feet and that s not so bad see people do it all the time it s just a little bit of blood in your eye boy stop all your crying yeah all my debonair died in her arms one night you go so quietly once you ve seen the end oh this heart i had you never paid no mind and on the drive home i think i witnessed a crime  
['new jersey indie']