Her heart in your hand, she says
She lies to you so that you take care of her
But your angel is a demon with a harp, in fact
And he wants, wants
To touch the chords in your bed and on your music
She says, says, says that she doesn't want you to hit
The walls with your fists
You know that she lies and she would like tears, too
Tears and fists in the walls, tears and fists in the walls, fists in the walls
You tell her
Tears and fists in the walls
Tears and fists in the walls
The saddest phrase is "all will be well"
Tears and fists in the walls
Tears and fists in the walls
From the so many boys drunk for girls like you.
With eyes of glass, with black clothes in the suitcase
It's the supreme test, it's a last message, last message
It's a violent dance, you learn different steps
She throws her arguments at you
You shut up and climb, floor to floor
She says, says, says that she doesn't want you to hit
The walls with your fists
You know that she lies and she would like tears, too
Tears and fists in the walls, tears and fists in the walls, fists in the walls
You tell her
Tears and fists in the walls
Tears and fists in the walls
The saddest phrase is "all will be well"
Tears and fists in the walls
Tears and fists in the walls
From the so many boys drunk for girls like you.
Lie to her, because it won't hurt anymore
And tell her that she's beautiful
And often in her dreams
You ask her hand in marriage
But today your soul
Will break into four, you tell her,
Just one more time, "love," just one more time by name
You tell her
Tears and fists in the walls
Tears and fists in the walls
The saddest phrase is "all will be well"
Tears and fists in the walls
Tears and fists in the walls
From the so many boys drunk for girls like you.