Songtexte: Tragically Hip. Boots Or Hearts.

Well, I think that there's a problem here
Her voice just don't sound right
But I left myself on her answering machine
Said "I'm back in town tonight"

I feel I've stepped out of the wilderness
All squint eyed and confused
But even babies raised by wolves
They know exact when they've been used

See when it start to fall apart
Man it really falls apart
Like boots or hearts
When they start they really fall apart

Fingers and toes, fingers and toes
Forty things we share
Forty one if you include the fact that we don't care
Now you've blocked up most of main street
For your faith parade, well everyone in town
Now they probably all agree, I'm lying in the bed I made

See when it start to fall apart
Man it really falls apart
Like boots or hearts
When they start they really fall apart
Well fall apart

When you won't even let me talk to you
We got some air to clear
Well we'd probably only agree on one thing any way
That's what the hell is happening here
Ha fingers and toes, fingers and toes
Forty things we share
Ha forty one if you include, the fact that we don't care

See when it start to fall apart
Man it really falls apart
Like boots or hearts
When they start they really fall apart
Well fall apart