The Mourning Delights - Bad Heart Lyrics

Come pick me up
When I'm scattered on the ground
All puzzled out in my backyard town
Don't try to save me and i swear I won't drown
Just don't tell the wolves

Planning vacations, future agency
Cause and effect always get the best of me
It's a game of charades that you can't see
Just don't tell the wolves
Just don't tell the wolves

You want to see the cave walls so you're flying West
I gave recommendations for what you should see next
How about a different ending?
I could engineer a guess
Just don't tell the wolves
Just don't tell the wolves

Cause it'd be years in making
It'd be years in making
It'd be years, It'd be years
It'd be years in the making, the making

Give me the moves to woo you
Give me words to soothe you and your bad heart
Let me tell the truth and I will be through with a good start
Bad hearts always looking around
Bad hearts, looking for exit signs
And you're almost always mulling over the whole world in the back of your mind
So what do ya think?
And what happens next