Heart On The Ground

Picking through bones that way
Throw the loser's heart on the ground
Rules forgotten, throw away
You don't have to feel that way
You don't have to feel that way
You don't have to twist the knife
You don't have to twist the knife
You don't have to twist the knife
Fresh made fields
Fresh time on the clock better still
And a clean cloth to wipe it away
You don't have to feel that way
You don't have to feel that way
You don't have to twist the knife
You don't have to twist the knife
You don't have to twist the knife
Heads buried in the sand
In a foolish waiting game
Sputters and shakes waiting for a shine
You don't have to feel that way
You don't have to feel that way
You don't have to twist the knife
You don't have to twist the knife
You don't have to twist the knife