Replace my heart with clockwork, with gears that whirl and spin
So when you grind me down, I’ll see the sparks
I’m full of human frailty and I can never win
When you leave me outside in the dark

Oh, don’t you know what you do to me:
Piece by piece you’re ungluing me
And I can’t help but fall apart
I can’t keep myself together now
Maybe brass would be better now
Swiss precision and custom parts.

Replace my heart with clockwork, make me a machine
And I’ll perform my duties with a clank
I’ll do all the housework, I’ll keep it nice and clean
You won’t even have to offer thanks

Oh, I don’t know what I mean to you
Even though I still cling to you
When you’re far I just watch the clock
Oh, I don’t know where you’re taking me
And I fear that you’re breaking me
Maybe my heart should beat tic-toc.

Replace my heart with clockwork, or pistons and a pump
And I can send the whole thing for repair
I don’t see the purpose of a fleshy lump
That won’t stand up to normal wear-and-tear

Replace my heart with clockwork.

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