Heart-Shaped Box

She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak

I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks

I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap

I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Hey, wait

I've got a new complaint

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Hey, wait

I've got a new complaint

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet

Cut myself on angel hair and baby's breath

Broken hymen of your highness, I'm left back

Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back

Hey, wait

I've got a new complaint

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Hey, wait

I've got a new complaint

Forever in debt to your priceless advice

There we go