the kennedy curse

The Maine

Oh this feels like the kennedy curse
And everything inside is dead
I m on the fence about what feels worse
The one leaving or the one in bed

In a dream she s talking dirty to me
Just in a language that I can t speak
Then she kisses my scars
As she cuts out my heart
And places it right on her sleeve

I m having visions of the way it will end
I can see it all now in my head
You will cast the first stone
My sail will be torn
I ll lose my vessel to a dark sea bed

Will someone just come and take my heart
Get it down in front of moving cars
I feel nothing at all
So won t someone just come and take my heart
And tear it apart

Oh my thoughts they remain perverse
And I know I am the first of my kin
To be born with this curse
So persuade and coerce
Because I m willing to be born again

Will someone just come and take my heart
Set it down in front of moving cars
I feel nothing at all
So won t someone just come and take my heart
And tear it apart
And tear it apart
And tear it apart
Just tear it apart