Text: Cardigans. Gran Turismo. Junk Of The Hearts.

We never chose to part in this stupid play
I never felt by heart that I could behave
The way the roles were made

I know that I've done you wrong but you're hard to please
When your faith is gone and when you can't believe
I'm on my hands and knees

The junk of the hearts
The junk of the hearts
The junk of the hearts

It's the junk of the hearts
The junk of the hearts
It's the junk of the hearts

I've given all of me and you crave for more
Weird how this makes us feel insecure
That's what friends are for

The junk of the hearts
The junk of the hearts
The junk of the hearts

It's the junk of the hearts
The junk of the hearts
It's the junk of the hearts

The junk of the hearts
The junk of the hearts
The junk of the hearts
It's the junk of the hearts