You, you can't break my heart
because it's made of
wires, glass, and litte icicles.
These are not tears I've cried. N
o, darling, I,
I have champagne flowing
from my spectacles.
It's the bad advice
hat you gave in the car.
Oh, the awkward silence
sat heavy for hours.
and you, you can't break your heart
because it's made of v
inyl records and rare collectibles.
Sang the saddest songs
on the long walk home,
under my breath
it's barely audible,
but all the come backs
come when I'm all alone.
and so rarely when
I need them the most.
So you, you can't break my heart
because it's made of
wires, glass, and little icicles.
These are not tears I've cried.
No, darling, I,
I have champagne flowing
from my spectacles.
And it's the joke that
I've told a thousand times.
It's how I laugh the most
and don't get the punchline.