Song | Replacement Parts |
Artist | Candy Hearts |
Album | Bridge Nine Bandcamp Sampler |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Sometimes my bones feel too clumsy for my skin, | |
the skin that can’t forgive the scar on my hip, | |
the one that you trace with your hands. | |
Sometimes my brain can’t make up it’s mind, | |
a broken switch, a down power line | |
a radio cutting in and out, | |
my swingset mood swinging up and down. | |
It’s just another thing that I can’t fix | |
like the broken clasp on my favorite necklace, | |
the loneliness that anchors me to bed, | |
but you could cut it out of me, | |
replace the parts I’ve rusted out that I don’t need. | |
Erase all the stupid things I say, | |
the things that don’t work out the way we planned. | |
And I know I make myself miserable, | |
sleep to much to see how it feels | |
when I wake up and everything’s heavier | |
But you know that you do the same, | |
stay up in bed until all of the things | |
you don’t want to think are tangled up inside your sheets. | |
It’s just another thing that I don’t need | |
like loneliness or the wisdom teeth | |
that are constantly pressing on my head | |
but you could cut it out of me, | |
replace the parts I’ve rusted out that I don’t need. | |
Erase all the stupid things I say, | |
the things that don’t work out the way we planned. | |
And you know how I work. | |
I’m clumsy with everything. | |
I break my own heart, | |
but I promise if you lend my yours | |
I wont let it fall. | |
I wont let it fall. | |
And you could cut it out of me, | |
replace the parts I’ve rusted out that I don’t need. | |
Erase all the stupid things I say, | |
the things that don’t work out the way we planned. | |
The way we planned. | |
The way we planned. |
Sometimes my bones feel too clumsy for my skin, | |
the skin that can' t forgive the scar on my hip, | |
the one that you trace with your hands. | |
Sometimes my brain can' t make up it' s mind, | |
a broken switch, a down power line | |
a radio cutting in and out, | |
my swingset mood swinging up and down. | |
It' s just another thing that I can' t fix | |
like the broken clasp on my favorite necklace, | |
the loneliness that anchors me to bed, | |
but you could cut it out of me, | |
replace the parts I' ve rusted out that I don' t need. | |
Erase all the stupid things I say, | |
the things that don' t work out the way we planned. | |
And I know I make myself miserable, | |
sleep to much to see how it feels | |
when I wake up and everything' s heavier | |
But you know that you do the same, | |
stay up in bed until all of the things | |
you don' t want to think are tangled up inside your sheets. | |
It' s just another thing that I don' t need | |
like loneliness or the wisdom teeth | |
that are constantly pressing on my head | |
but you could cut it out of me, | |
replace the parts I' ve rusted out that I don' t need. | |
Erase all the stupid things I say, | |
the things that don' t work out the way we planned. | |
And you know how I work. | |
I' m clumsy with everything. | |
I break my own heart, | |
but I promise if you lend my yours | |
I wont let it fall. | |
I wont let it fall. | |
And you could cut it out of me, | |
replace the parts I' ve rusted out that I don' t need. | |
Erase all the stupid things I say, | |
the things that don' t work out the way we planned. | |
The way we planned. | |
The way we planned. |
Sometimes my bones feel too clumsy for my skin, | |
the skin that can' t forgive the scar on my hip, | |
the one that you trace with your hands. | |
Sometimes my brain can' t make up it' s mind, | |
a broken switch, a down power line | |
a radio cutting in and out, | |
my swingset mood swinging up and down. | |
It' s just another thing that I can' t fix | |
like the broken clasp on my favorite necklace, | |
the loneliness that anchors me to bed, | |
but you could cut it out of me, | |
replace the parts I' ve rusted out that I don' t need. | |
Erase all the stupid things I say, | |
the things that don' t work out the way we planned. | |
And I know I make myself miserable, | |
sleep to much to see how it feels | |
when I wake up and everything' s heavier | |
But you know that you do the same, | |
stay up in bed until all of the things | |
you don' t want to think are tangled up inside your sheets. | |
It' s just another thing that I don' t need | |
like loneliness or the wisdom teeth | |
that are constantly pressing on my head | |
but you could cut it out of me, | |
replace the parts I' ve rusted out that I don' t need. | |
Erase all the stupid things I say, | |
the things that don' t work out the way we planned. | |
And you know how I work. | |
I' m clumsy with everything. | |
I break my own heart, | |
but I promise if you lend my yours | |
I wont let it fall. | |
I wont let it fall. | |
And you could cut it out of me, | |
replace the parts I' ve rusted out that I don' t need. | |
Erase all the stupid things I say, | |
the things that don' t work out the way we planned. | |
The way we planned. | |
The way we planned. |