I sealed your eyes in a jar,
And now i know,
How beautiful they are,
And I locked your heart up in a box,
So I could clean it out,
Just like I tried to clean the smoke out of your lungs

This is the song,
It sounds like the whistling of a falling bomb.

I sold your eyes,
I was running low on food,
When they were gone I couldn't recall your smile,
I held onto your heart as long as i could,
But mistakes are made,
I'd change the past if I could.

This is the song,
It sounds like the whistling of a falling bomb.
This is the song,
It reminds you why it all went wrong.

I sold your eyes,
They are beautiful,
They got a good price,
Your heart is pure,
You're so pure,
I wish I was good enough for you.