Video de Hearts

Dear Eastern Prom
I know it's wrong
But it's suicide eyes that wrote this song
For all I'm worth, writer's block is a bitch
Words falling like bricks for a New England wish
I was an easy male fuck in the town of "Naivety"

All I wanted was a shot in the dark
But like a knife through the heart
I choke on spit covered words

Oh my god, it's happened again
Screaming gets you nothing
One more night in fucking this town
Screaming gets you nothing
And I swear that I'm fucking dead
Screaming gets you nothing
I drew a heart around the name of your city
Screaming gets you nothing
I drew a heart around the name of your city