Frankenstein Heart

Frankenstein Heart - Penelope Houston

My heart was in a drunken lovers accident

It shattered into pieces eighty four

I swept it up and kept it hidden in a box

I doubt if i can use it any more

Eventually i took my heart out of that box

I set about repairing it with glue

Now it's got a semblance of what it was before

I doubt i'll be revealing it to you

It looks weird it feels weird

It'll never be the same

Something itches in my frankenstein heart

Now it's scarred and it's imperfect

Impervious to pain

Pull out the stitches in my frankenstein heart

Some people would consider it a better thing

To own a heart insensible to pain

And like the man with metal plates inside his head

I always know when it's about to rain

It looks weird it feels weird

It'll never be the same

Something itches in my frankenstein heart

Now it's scarred and it's imperfect

Impervious to pain

Pull out the stitches in my frankenstein heart

This morning though i felt a kind of fluttering

A squeezing and a yearning and a truth

So fantastic i can hardly utter it

A miracle my heart feels love for you

It looks weird it feels weird

It'll never be the same

Something itches in my frankenstein heart

Now it's scarred and it's imperfect

Impervious to pain

Pull out the stitches in my frankenstein heart

It looks weird it feels weird

It'll never be the same

Something itches

Something itches

Something itches

Something itches