The cactus where your heart should be has lovely
little flowers so though it's always pricking me
my ardor never sours The cactus hwere your heart
once was has power to rend and flay I stick because
I'm stuck, because I just can't tear myself away
The Cactus Where Your Heart Should BeThe cactus where your heart should be has lovely little flowers so though it's always pricking me my ardor never sours The cactus hwere your heart once was has power to rend and flay I stick because I'm stuck, because I just can't tear myself away |