The Rip

The back of my head The back of my hands I threw it away before it went bad As good as it looks Worse than it seems Drove home in a daze You're all that I need The top of my lungs The top of my voice You're all that I want You're all that I want I pulled it apart Sick at the seams Hot day in August You're all that I need The back of my head The back of my hands I threw it away before it went bad And now my heart aches And now my heart aches And now my heart aches And now my heart aches And now my heart aches And now my heart aches And now my heart aches The top of my voice The top of my lungs It's all that I want It's all that I want I pulled it apart Got sick of the whole thing I know what I want I know how that seems The back of my head The back of my hands I threw it away I threw it away