seven nights out of six i'm chasing some romantic fix in my idiot head. it always ends the same - forgetting my own name, and stumbling home the same way i came. you wore my heart before, wrapped around you tight, so warm despite the bitter cold. but you shut me away, a winter coat you shed the very day spring arrived again. we once tied the knot with a kiss in the parking lot outside the opera house. there were no wedding bells, no friends arrived to wish us well. it's all the same to me. i once thought you had the same thoughts as me. i cannot believe the conversations in my own head. i once thought you had the same flaws as me. i cannot believe those conversations anymore. you wore my heart before, wrapped around you tight. you loved that i do as i'm told. then you shut me away, a winter coat you shed the very day spring arrived again. but oh, when it grows cold, you will come back to me, down on all fours, begging my sympathy. and it's such a pretty sight when it takes hold.