Rip out your heart from your chest/ got no use for it, you'd do well with the rest/ it slows you down, it makes you timid and frail/ no telling when the stupid organ will fail/ keep up the flow of/ going places and/ making faces and/ small talking with a ready made smile/ you've got a pretty good chance of not having to/ deal with any feelings more intense/ than the occasional drunkenness/ so stupid it hurts
Rip out your heart from your chest/ you're so strong, you're really one of the best/ you seem to suffer no distractions at all/ all future tasks are fully under control/ keep up the diet of/ charming people and/ trying to sweep all that/ come before you with your ravishing style/ you get your fair share of sex and adventures/ and v's in all the checkboxes / you get in all those stupid journals/ so stupid it works
Rip out your heart from your chest/ buy a box of chocolates and pretend it's a nest/ cook up a jelly of emotions to stir/ no cause for shyness when you're never quite here
smear colors over/ any trace of/ anything of/ real importance you / need to face/ for it's so much safer for you/ to rip out your heart