Trippin’ on a Hole in a Paper Heart

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Don't cut out my paper heart I ain't dyin' anyway Take a look at Eiffel towers Never trust them dirty liars Sippin' lemon yellow booze Old Lead Belly sings the blues All dressed up on wedding day Keep on trippin' anyway [Chorus] I am, I am, I said I'm not myself I'm not dead, and I'm not for sale So keep your bankroll lottery Eat your salad day, deathbed motorcade [Verse 2] Fake the heat and scratch the itch Skinned-up knees and salty lips I'll breathe your life, Vicks vapor life And when you binge, I purge alike Let go, it's harder holdin' on One more trip and I'll be gone So keep your head up, keep it on Just a whisper, I'll be gone Take a breath and make it big It's the last you'll ever get Break your neck with diamond noose It's the last you'll ever choose [Chorus] I am, I am, I said I'm not myself I'm not dead, and I'm not for sale Hold me closer, closer, let me go Let me be, just let me be I am, I am, I said I'm not myself I'm not dead, and I'm not for sale So keep your bankroll lottery Eat your salad day, deathbed motorcade [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] I am, I am, I said I'm not myself I'm not dead, and I'm not for sale Hold me closer, closer, let me go Let me be, just let me be I am, I am, I said I'm not myself I'm not dead, and I'm not for sale So keep your bankroll lottery Eat your salad day, deathbed motorcade