Heart-Shaped Box - Little Roy

She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak

I’ve been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for weeks

I’ve been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap

I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Hey!

Wait!

I’ve got a new complaint

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Hey!

Wait!

I’ve got a new complaint

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Your advice

Man-eating orchids forgive no one just yet

Cut myself on angel’s hair and baby’s breath

Broken hymen of your highness I’m left black

Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back

Hey!

Wait!

I’ve got a new complaint

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Hey!

Wait!

I’ve got a new complaint

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Your advice (x3)