If your hand could reach inside my heart, what would you do with it?

Jealousy in love is your clear deficit

Rip out my wiring to make me stall

Haywire, manic dreaming after body gives out

I begin to wonder if I’ve hit the wall

You look in my mouth but don’t see a shout

Steal the color from my heart

Bloody red dripping down from greedy taloned hand

I’m left a grey husk, emotionless chart

Give it back, give it back, my tears turn to sand

But if I had the choice to reach into you, pluck your heart strings

I’d fill your mind with the most lovely things