Besedila: Arcade Fire. My Heart Is An Apple.

I?ll admit I?m full of shit
That?s how I know I love you
That?s how I know I trust you,
You?re not sure if there?s a right or wrong
But it feels like there is when I treat you like this
I go outside

Texas, I won?t come home
Not even if you call
I can?t hear you at all
I can?t explain why it?s a sin the state I?m living in
I just feel so tired
I go outside

My mouth is full, your heart is an apple
My mouth is full, your heart is an apple
Pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme

Please don?t even call
I can?t hear you at all