I know how to peel a heart
It's a punch and a kick with a bite and a twist at the end
It's the blood on my face that I don't see til morning
I know how to peel it fast and quick
A tear and a rip
A triumphant roar I scream at you
Watching you dance the same dance with the same man twirling out of the frying pan and into the arms of the fire again
With charcoal toes I hear you call again
I know how to peel a heart
But what good is it when each time I peel yours I peel mine too