Stitches - Maria Kelly

I’ve got a black heart

Swallowing stitches

Yet falling apart

I was born to grace you merry thing

The smallest spark

The slightest sting

Here I go, here I go again

Always, we’re lying

I don’t know what to say to you

My darling

You’re killing me and I’m killing you

How I wish that it were true

My darling

You’re killing me and I’m killing you

I’ve got a weak tongue

Swallowing hours since I was young

And I’ll try and try to shout to you

But nothing quite makes it through

Here I go, here I go again

Always, we’re lying

I don’t know what to say to you

My darling

You’re killing me and I’m killing you

How I wish it were true

But darling

You’re killing me and I’m killing you

Don’t stay, don’t go

Don’t stay, don’t go

Don’t say you told me so

I know, I already know

Don’t stay, don’t go

Don’t stay, don’t go

Don’t say you told me so

I know, I know

That I don’t know what to say to you

My darling

You’re killing me and I’m killing you

How I wish that it were true

But darling

You’re killing me and I’m killing you

I don’t know what to say to you

But darling

You’re killing me and I’m killing you

How I wish that it were true

But darling

You’re killing me and I’m killing you

I’ve got a black heart

Swallowing stitches

Yet falling apart