| Oh my heart, it’s a fish out of water
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| Oh my heart, it’s a fish on the rocks
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| And it bakes in the bad sun
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| Oh my heart, it’s a rock in the gutter
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| Oh my heart, it’s a rock and great boulder
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| And stuck in the gutter
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| And I throw my heart back to the ocean
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| But it don’t go far, it come back floating
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| And I watch it wash it up with the dead fish
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| But it ain’t quite dead, it just is like this
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| Oh my heart, it’s a house in tornado
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| Oh my heart, it’s a house in the sky
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| In the eye of tornado
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| Oh my heart, it’s a roof in El nino
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| Oh my heart, it’s a roof made of straw
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| In the jaw of El nino
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| And I pour my heart a new foundation
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| But it don’t set hard, it just stays shaking
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| And I scratch my name, I scratch my name in
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| But it don’t set hard, it gets mixed back in
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| Bum bum bum, bum bum bum, bum bum bum, bum…
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| Oh my heart, it’s a fish out of water
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| Oh my heart, it’s a rock in the gutter
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| Oh my heart, it’s the black in a rainbow
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| Oh my heart, it’s so damn so cold
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| So damn cold
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| And I throw my heart into the fire
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| 'Cause I want to set my heart on fire
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| And I watch it try, befriending embers
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| But the ice don’t melt in mid-December
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| Oh my heart, it’s a fish out of water
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| Oh my heart, it’s a fish on the rocks
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| And it bakes in the bad sun |