| Darling, we’re in deep, it’s true
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| Try to part, we stick like glue
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| Cancer’s got nothing on you
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| You speak up as if on cue
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| Ask me what I want to do
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| Oh my dear I wish I knew
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| But darling please, I hope you see
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| It isn’t really up to me
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| Figured that my heart would be my guide
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| But when I asked my heart my spleen replied
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| Said «don't bother with your heart, he never can decide
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| Stick with me, I’m better qualified»
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| Dear, I don’t know what to say
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| Heart says go, my spleen says stay
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| Insides are in disarray
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| There’s no chance they’ll meet halfway
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| Get more pushy by the day
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| Don’t know whom to disobey
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| My darling dear, oh can’t you see
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| You’ve upset my anatomy
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| I’m begging you for sympathy
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| My body fights so viciously
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| I think the time has finally arrived
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| To tear this useless organ from my hide
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| Cause all this indecision, oh it’s eating me alive
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| Without my heart, could our love survive? |