Spare Hearts

Spare change, spare parts
Old hands, warm heart
Spare change, spare hearts

Spare change, spare parts
Old hands, warm heart
Spare change, spare hearts

Spare change, spare parts
Old hands, warm heart
Spare change, spare hearts

You pant like a dog in the wounded sun
And your breath's fogging up the air
Your coat turns from russet to gray
Bit by bit

You chant at the moon like your song is done
And you're trying to make amends
Your furrowed palms on display

I know you're afraid
Of making a big mistake
But you're just what I need

Spare me the fear
We're all that we have right here
Our bad is good for me

I'm a broken boy, 'cause I play too hard
Spare parts made of mud and glass
I jigsaw my way into you

You're a tired man with forsaken dreams
Spare change on the back seat floor
But your whiskers kiss my heart

I know you're afraid
Of lust for loving's sake
But I'm just what you need

Spare me the fear
We're all that we have right here
Our bad is good for me

This sacred taboo we break
Our lust for loving's sake
It's all I've never known
The day we came into frame, we were
Stalled hearts on a bullet train
Calm down, and let me get close to you
Let me get close to...

Let me get close to you!
Let me get close to you!
Let me get close to you!
Let me get close to you!
You, you, you, you

You pant like a dog in the wounded sun!
You pant like a dog in the wounded sun!
You pant like a dog in the wounded sun
You pant like a dog in the...