Text: The Toadies. Pleather. Got A Heart.

I can feel it on my insides
It's working, it's moving

And I feed it carefully
And I'm really not happy
With the things that are movin' inside of me

Got a heart, got a heart
Got a heart, I got a big heart

I smell it, on my house
On my sheets, it's working

And I feed it often
Not ripped, [Incomprehensible]
And I never really know what's happening

Got a heart, got a heart
Got a heart, got a big heart

I remember when I was a kid
I had a bike that I got secondhand
[Incomprehensible]

I cut my leg so bad, I thought I died
And I never believed in you till then
And will never forget you [Incomprehensible]

I believe in, I believe in, I believe in
I believe in you

I got a heart, got a heart
Got a heart, got a heart
Got a heart, I got a heart
I got a heart, I got a big heart