Hearts Songtext
von American Nightmare

Dear Eastern Prom
I know it′s wrong
But it's suicide eyes that wrote this song
For all I′m worth writer's block is a bitch
Words falling like bricks for a New England wish

I was an easy male fuck in the town of "naive-ity"
All I wanted was a shot in the dark
But like a knife through the heart
I choke on spit covered words


Oh my god - it's happened again
What the fuck is wrong with me?
(Screaming gets you nothing)
One more night in this fucking town
(Screaming gets you nothing)
And I swear that I′m fucking dead
(Screaming gets you nothing)
I drew a heart around the name of your city
(Screaming gets you nothing)
I drew a heart around the name of your city