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Appetite

Don't make a fuss, don't make a sound
I don't want this song to get shot to the 
ground.  You're on the phone, I'm all alone
and my heart feels about 70 pounds.  Tell 
the waiter that you're done and you'd like 
it in a box to go. I dont think that there's
a box ba ba big enough to put it in!

and when you come home late at night
and your conscience carries an appetite
take a fork and tear it a part
come on baby eat my heart....

Stepping on pedals and breaking strings
these are all a few of my favorite things
but you dont approve so I think I'm gonna 
move and I'll have my ass outta the house
by the spring, tell your mama that I tried
but I cannot carry both of the loads I don't
think that there's a box big enough to put 
them in

and when you come home late at night
and your conscience carries an appetite
my whole world is falling apart
wash your hands before you start
Come on baby eat my heart

What can I do 1st I think then I lose
did your parents ever tell you that you 
were no good at all what's a guy to do
scrape this mud off of my shoe

my whole world is falling apart 
wash your hands before you start
take a fork and tear it apart
come on baby eat my heart