Curve

i had a heart
but i buried it someplace
i had a brain
but my body won the race
i dream in pictures
pictures of you
a figure of eight
just won't do
oh yeah
oh yeah
you picked the fruit
that gave you a sweet taste
you walk the tightrope
unwilling to see straight
you pick me up
then you pull me down
made up your mind
that i'm the clown
oh yeah
oh yeah
accidentally
we talked about the past
accidentally
we talked about the past
accidentally
we talked too much
was it magic
that redefined
the missing link
to blow your mind
you had a dream
and you thought it religious
you had a taste
and it made it contagious
it rips you up
then it spits you out