She still won't look my way 
But this quadrant -- 

There's another way. 
There are four of them after all, and nobody ever said moirailegiance [bad word] vanilla. 
But then I'd [bad word] infidelity with Gamzee and I'd seem desperate. *sigh* 

This is wrong 
It's so wrong 

I'm so torn 
That I don't know what to do 
Fighting with stoic pricks 
When I just want to fix 
Everything I screwed up 
Over you 

Practically gone insane 
Got sick fires on the brain 
Pretty sure I [bad word] this up from the start 

If we changed red to black-- 
Hey, cut me some slack! 
spade upside-down is a heart 

This spade is my heart! 
On this dark, dizzy merry-go-round 
I might be in denial 
It's not like I'm on trial 

Oh, I toss and I turn 
Yet her blind eyes still burn 
Straight through to the pit of my soul 
Yes, I am guilty as charged 

This spade is my heart! 

All those times when she pouted her lips 
And called me 'Karkles' 

And whenever she she guessed at my blood's bright hue 
Her eyes would... sparkle! 

I still swoon when she walks through that door 
Gotta be... cautious 

And now she's [bad word] over-teakettle for  [bad word] Strider!) 
I'm getting... nauseous... ughh... 

C'mon Vantas, you're the man with the plan. The team leader. 
You gotta do something. But what? 

I could always hunt down one of Vriska's dream bubbles and ask her on a movie date-- 
Aw, but that would never work. She's got worse taste in cinema than the likes of even John 

Egbert! 

But wait! 

What if I coerced Strider into... No. Absolutely not. Never in a million years. Not even in either 

of their dreams. OVER MY DEAD BODY. 

This [bad word] sucks! 

Cheated 
I feel cheated 
I'm defeated 
I should give up right now 

Gotta look on the bright side 
With all of my might 
But I'd fall for her still anyhow 

If I'm dancing this dance 
I won't stand a chance 
Her grip of romance makes me fall 

So I guess, "Might as well 
Dance this tango to [bad word] 
At least I'll have tangoed at all" 

This spade is my heart 
And I'll dance till I'm singin' the blues 
I'll pretend that I loathe her 
So that I can still hold her 
But the end it [bad word] 
Still I gotta play dumb 
Till I'm glum and my chums 
Leave me too 

I never did get the girl 
Though she's the center of my world 

I need to take a long hike off a short meteor 

This spade is... my heart!