Bell X1
How Your Heart Is Wired

My tongue is scaling the north face of the neck
And we're glaring like warriors
But I've a feeling you won't look at me that way
In the morning

'Cause lately you seem less sure of this thing
You're like Bambi on ice
And there's something in the flash of your arms
A certain longing

Kick the can, I can see you now
Behind that temper and ire
Mister Wolf knows what time it is
He says it's dinner time

I don't know what you're carrying
Or how your heart is wired
But there's a dangerous ticking
I cut the red one, no, the blue one
I cut the red one, no, the blue one
I cut the red one
I cut the red one, I cut the blue one

Raking over the embers and what I come across
Raking over the embers and what I come across

Is that you combing your hair?
And is that me eating an egg?
And I'll be there, I'll be there
I'll be there like John Boy is there

My tongue is scaling the north face of the neck
And we're glaring like warriors
But I've a feeling you won't look at me that way
I've a feeling you won't look at me that way
I've a feeling you won't look at me that way
In the morning

Is this how it goes these two final throws?
Is this how it goes these two final throws?


Mirror lyrics:

Is this how it goes these two final throws?
Is this how it goes these two final throws?

In the morning
I've a feeling you won't look at me that way
I've a feeling you won't look at me that way
But I've a feeling you won't look at me that way
And we're glaring like warriors
My tongue is scaling the north face of the neck

I'll be there like John Boy is there
And I'll be there, I'll be there
And is that me eating an egg?
Is that you combing your hair?

Raking over the embers and what I come across
Raking over the embers and what I come across

I cut the red one, I cut the blue one
I cut the red one
I cut the red one, no, the blue one
I cut the red one, no, the blue one
But there's a dangerous ticking
Or how your heart is wired
I don't know what you're carrying

He says it's dinner time
Mister Wolf knows what time it is
Behind that temper and ire
Kick the can, I can see you now

A certain longing
And there's something in the flash of your arms
You're like Bambi on ice
'Cause lately you seem less sure of this thing

In the morning
But I've a feeling you won't look at me that way
And we're glaring like warriors
My tongue is scaling the north face of the neck


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