I left the letter at your door.
I light your cigarette just once more
Now I say what I needed
left the suitcase in your hallway
dried up flowers down the driveway
But then I walked back in.
Saw pictures of your sister by the stove, holiday cards and
murder that she wrote with the unread book I bought ya.

Circles will not fill a square
Don't fit together, but I don't care
You still have my heart; You still have my heart.
People say they saw you on the television,
but I don't care who you are
you still have my heart (x3)

I need a day to walk out by the sea
because I [bad word] back to this disease
in our twisted storybook of love.
Must be someone better who'd agree
and who wouldn't give it up so easily.
Yea We fit like a glove.

Circles will not fill a square,
don't fit together but I don't care.
You still have my heart; You still have my heart
People say they saw you on the television,
but I don't care who you are
cause you still have my heart (x3)

Is it cause, is it cause of all the memories?
Is it cause, is it cause of all the what could be's?
Is it cause, is it cause of all the mysteries?
Is it cause, is it cause you are make believe?

Circles will not fill a square don't fit together but I don't care
You still have my heart (x2)
Circles will not fill a square don't fit together but I don't care
You still have my heart. (x2)
People say they saw you on the television,
but I don't care who you are
cause you still have my heart (oh boy) (x3)