Bull in a china shop
She's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start
Keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did
What she did
Who she did it with
What she's going to do next
After you're dead
On the ground floor
I'm a submarine
While up the stairs, the ships cast their pretty sails
They're dancing on an ocean of wood
So beautiful, so misunderstood
She said I better head home
Oh well I guess I'll go
Tipsy gypsies that brought me to my knees
Bull in a china shop
She's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start
Keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did
What she did
Who she did it with
What she's going to do next
After you're dead
After you're dead
After you're dead
After you're dead
She's a handful, but keep your hands to yourself
You're lucky enough to be allowed in her birdhouse
They're drowning in an ocean of wood
So beautiful, so misunderstood
She said I better head home
Oh well I guess I'll go
Tipsy gypsies that brought me to my knees
Tipsy gypsies
Tipsy gypsies
Tipsy gypsies
Tipsy gypsies
Tipsy gypsies
Bull in a china shop
She's gonna pop your heart
Send you back to the start
Keep you alive at the end like a bad film
So she can tell you why she did
What she did
Who she did it with
What she's going to do next
After you're dead
After you're dead
After you're dead
After you're dead
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