I think that maybe...
My heart is made of paper
That would explain all the rips
And dirty shoe prints from
When it was stomped on senselessly
By skater shoes
I think that maybe...
I have a sign on my back
That says, \"Please stab hear.\"
Because that would explain
All of my wounds
I think that maybe...
I am made of glass
That would explain
Why I tend to shatter
At even the slightest drop
Maybe...someday
I can turn my heart into cardboard
Or better yet...wood
I wonder how easy it is to get
Shoe prints off of wood
Maybe...someday
I can ball move that sign to
My front...or better yet...
Ball it up and shove it down
Someone\'s throat...I wonder
If that will shut them up
Maybe...someday
I can turn from glass to
Plastic...or better yet steel
\'Cause I\'m not so sure
Steel can shatter
