One, two, three, four and counting
circles, squares, triangles mounting up
one of these things is not like the other
they will not get along with each other, oh
You don't need perfect parts
to fit right in from the start
I want you if what you are
is shaped like a heart
Outside the rain is falling
window's fogged, sky is black and haunting, oh
someone wrap themselves around me
wear my edges down, won't you please?
You don't need perfect parts
to fit right in from the start
I want you if what you are
is shaped like a heart