Lyrics:

They`ve been circling
They`ve been circling
Since the day they were born

It`s disturbing
How they`re circling
Fifty feet from the pond

Pretty often
Pretty often
I don`t want to be told

It`s a problem
It`s a problem
It`s a problem I know
And I won`t keep what I can`t catch in my bare hands without a net
It`s hard enough to walk on grass so conscious of the consequences

They`ve been jerking
They`ve been jerking
In a pail by the dock

I know that oxygen might
Make them blossom and die
But I`m not going to talk

Feed them details
Feed them emails
They`ll eventually grow

But it`s not working
It`s not working
Not as far as I know

And killing things is not so hard it`s hurting that`s the hardest part
And when the wizard gets to me I`m asking for a smaller heart

And I got you
I thought that I got you
now I`ll ruin it all

Feeling helpless
Acting selfish
Being human and all

And they`re jumping
And they`re jumping
But they`ll never get out

Just keep touring
Just keep on ignoring
Be a good little trout

And the butcher stops and winds his watch and lays their lives down on the block
He raises up his hatchet and the big hand strikes a compromise

Wait, we`ll trade you
Wait

Please just one more day
And then we`ll go with no complaining
No complaining
No complaining
No complaining
Stop
Come

And they`re cutting
And they`re cutting
And I think that I know
And they`re gutting
And they`re gutting
And I think that I know
And it`s beating
Look, it`s beating
And I don`t want to know
And it`s beating
Look, it`s still beating
God, I don`t want to know

And killing things is not so hard
It`s hurting that`s the hardest part
And when the wizard gets to me
I`m asking for a smaller heart
And if he tells me 'no'
I`ll hold my breath until I hit the floor
Eventually I`m know I`m doomed
To get what I am asking for

Now my heart is exactly the size
Of a six-sided die cut in half
Made of ruby red stained glass

Can I knock you unconscious as long as I promise
I`ll love you and I`ll make you laugh?
Now my heart is exactly the size
Of a six-sided die cut in half
Made of ruby red stained glass
Can I knock you unconscious as long as I promise
I`ll love you and I`ll make you laugh?