your head was no snare I could hit cause I dare you to follow the bass of our magical race your chest was no drums I could crush down to crumbs to take what I need and make sure you won t bleed oh
why are you coming to my door? you know I m not yours anymore cause my heart sounds, sounds, baby, like a snare that s gone & the deep sound goes: you know I have to go when you have no love to show and your heart pounds, pounds, baby, like the snare that's gone & the deep sound goes:
my heart was the snare you could hit anywhere it did take everything from your love to nothing my arms were the sticks that you held up to hit the back of my head when I wasn t lookin whoa-oh-oh
why are you coming to my door? you know I m not yours anymore cause my heart sounds, sounds, baby, like a snare that s gone & the deep sound goes: you know I have to go when you have no love to show and your heart pounds, pounds, baby, like the snare that's gone & the deep sound goes: