A F D She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for weeks I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn backF D Your advice A F D Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet Cut myself angel's hair and baby's breath Broken hymen of your highness I'm left black Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back ChorusA F D Hey, Wait, I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Hey, Wait, I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice