SleepyHypotenuse

If you want to kiss me, Kiss me I'm sure I'll enjoy the way you taste Just don't expect my heart to beat Don't worry, love. If you press your ear to my chest You'll probably hear a steady rhythm I've filled the gap as best I can With a composite Of blood vessels And nerve endings My heart? No, love. It's not that I've never had one I just gave it away To a girl with bright, pretty eyes She took it with her, you know Over six thousand miles away Where it probably picked up A fine coating of sand And the smell of gunmetal Where? I don't know, love. I'm not really sure where it is now Collecting dust, maybe In a shoebox