Voltaic Crusher/Undrum to Muted Da

I write a thousand songs for you a day 
 But I never run out of things to say 
 You're my Ulysses that I'll never end 
 Now that I fucked up, lost you, sweet friend 

 Everything is in the trash, and it's my fault 
 I've destroyed us, I know, it's unrecoverable 
 If there's a God he will repair your heart 
 If there's a God, send her an angel 
 Make him handsome and clever and not crazy 
 And you notice something wonderful 
 Someone to love her volcanically 

 And please, please, please God, don't be a bastard 
 Christ knows she deserves something nice for a change 
 Christ knows she deserves something nice for a change 
  

 I am a flaw, I'm a mistake 
 I am faulty, I always break 
 I tried, you don't believe me, but I did 
 I tried to mature, be responsible, dot dot dot 
 But my heart is juvenile 
 And my character's not so hot 

 You gave me your hand, I gave you a fist 
 Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby, I hardly exist 

 You gave me your hand, I gave you a fist 
 Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby, I hardly exist 

 You gave me everything, still I resist 
 Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby, I hardly exist 
 I hardly exist