my heart is an apple

i'll admit i'm full of shit

that's how i know i love you

that's how i know i trust you

you're not sure if there's a right or wrong

but it feels like there is when i treat you like this

i go outside

texas

i won't come home

not even if you call

i can't hear you at all

i can't explain why it's a sin the state i'm living in

i just feel so tired

i go outside

my mouth is full

your heart is an apple

my mouth is full

your heart is an apple

pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme

please don't even call

i can't hear you at all