Make your circles out of salt It's never quite your fault When the night comes rushing in And break the birch over my back The bruises turning black again And time it heals like the wine I'll go and fill my cup and then
Tear it from my heart Tear it from my heart Tear it from my heart again
Tear it from my heart Tear it from my heart Tear it from my heart again
Tear it from my heart Tear it from my heart Tear it from my heart again
Heart again, heart again.....
Tear it from my heart The ventricles you pulled apart The Incision you made at the start of it Simply to see where the blood would flow And you hold the pieces that cut through the night The very last moment of light As I open my arms to the depths below
Tear it from my heart Tear it from my heart Tear it from my heart again