I left the letter at your door. I light your cigarette just once more Now I say what I needed left the suitcase in your hallway dried up flowers down the driveway But then I walked back in. Saw pictures of your sister by the stove, holiday cards and murder that she wrote with the unread book I bought ya.
Circles will not fill a square Don't fit together, but I don't care You still have my heart; You still have my heart. People say they saw you on the television, but I don't care who you are you still have my heart (x3)
I need a day to walk out by the sea because I keep running back to this disease in our twisted storybook of love. Must be someone better who'd agree and who wouldn't give it up so easily. Yea We fit like a glove.
Circles will not fill a square, don't fit together but I don't care. You still have my heart; You still have my heart People say they saw you on the television, but I don't care who you are cause you still have my heart (x3)
Is it cause, is it cause of all the memories? Is it cause, is it cause of all the what could be's? Is it cause, is it cause of all the mysteries? Is it cause, is it cause you are make believe?
Circles will not fill a square don't fit together but I don't care You still have my heart (x2) Circles will not fill a square don't fit together but I don't care You still have my heart. (x2) People say they saw you on the television, but I don't care who you are cause you still have my heart (oh boy) (x3)