Dan Bejar - Heartswarm lyrics

Do my eyes deceive me? Or is it truly spring time in Paris for that piece of sh** I don't care what's true, I don't care what you do To that stone that you hold in your arms At the end of the day in a heartswarm I was sick of the rodeo I was sick of the farm I was stuck in inside of dreams, coming off something pretty strong And you could've been fair You could've been ruthless like the other girls in love with the war Down at the summer fair in heartswarm Dearest darling, no one's in it for the long haul Look here, Kelly, no one's in it at all I was coming off something particularly strong You had your gloves on They looked f**ing brutal as a storm