Just Jack

There's a dragon
Blowing fire
In my ventricles
And I can feel
The grip now
Of these tentacles
And I had ideas
Back when I was very young
Like the back of my hand
I thought I'd understand
But now I find myself
Just playing dumb
CHORUS
Heartburn
And my soul
Is red raw
Inside
Heartburn
And don't the world look different
When you're lying on the floor
Heartburn
And my soul
Is red raw
Inside
Heartburn
And don't the world look different
When you're lying on the floor