Little Head Letra

If I was mackin', yes or no
Got a seven foot cut on a foot the day before
When you pulled out my glass heart and broke it on the floor
Yeah I guess I'm gonna go
To the house of broken hearts and bloody toes
It hurts to think about
I've got no doubt
I figured out

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My little head is so shot without you
My little head can't hold the thoughts you
Put inside my mind when you walked out

Just a little scratch but it feels like you're dead
When you're falling off the short bus and landing on your head
Yeah I felt a little low, when you told me where to go (right straight down to hell)
Crampin' up your style but your style ain't crampin' me
What ya gonna do when you're sleepin' with the enemy
I'm always at your show (I'm on the very back row)
It hurts to think about
I've got no doubt
I've figured out

(Chorus)

On my mind
You're on my mind

(Chorus)