You may rip a paper heart
And it may solve your problem too
Or watch the water come and start
To drench it till water falls through
As birds may fly into the sky
or dive into the dancing sea
Don't ever try to clip their wings
Unless you know what that will mean
You selfish little waterbug
Come to collect it all for you
Or get crushed under someone's heel
Watch your life underneath their shoe
Till death may do you ever part
Sons cursed to fake their every kiss
Left lonely and without a heart
Sociopathic son of a witch