This Side Up

It was just a game
And they say there’s no shame
In being candid
With love

The white stork came
And no one to blame
But myself
Or was it her

She squeezed my heart for love
Like you would an orange for juice
With a spiked S&M glove
Until I begged for a truce

So I sent her my heart
In a box
With a label on it

This side up
This side up, it’s fragile
This side up
This side up, it can break you know

Copyright 2012. Words and music by F.N. de Boer

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