C Am Drive to your house My cheeks are red I drive by your house Too nervous I might drop dead I'm driving to your house Smash all the little pieces You don't seem to mind You've got me stashed in your creases Tiny bits of blood In between deep Got into a fight A melted heart underneath I'm burning a hole Between my knuckles A tiny space for love Fill it with your honey soul | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C |