my heart is an apple

i'll admit i'm full of shit, that's how i know i love you, that's how i know i trust you, you're not sure if there's a right or wrong, but it feels like there is when i treat you like this, i go outside, texas, i won't come home, not even if you call, i can't hear you at all, i can't explain why it's a sin the state i'm living in, i just feel so tired, i go outside, my mouth is full, your heart is an apple, my mouth is full, your heart is an apple, pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme, please don't even call, i can't hear you at all