We could, we could belong together (ARTPOP) ARTPOP, ARTPOP, ARTPOP My ARTPOP could mean anything Just do that thing that you do A hybrid can withstand these things My heart can beat with bricks and strings Come to me, in all your glamour and cruelty And

Well, damn these dreams The first time it felt like fallin' in love Playin' my heart just like a guitar string Chasin' that same old whiskey melody It's hard to look true love in the eye and leave I remember hearin' Hank on the radio I bought a cassette,

Some things are better left unsaid Some things are better left Some lives are better Some strings are better left undone Some hearts are better left unbroken Some lives are better left untouched Some lies are better off believed Some words are better

"Clang, clang, clang" went the trolley "Ding, ding, ding" went the bell "Zing, zing, zing" went my heartstrings For the moment I saw him I fell "Chug, chug, chug" went the motor "Bump, bump, bump" went the brake "Thump, thump, thump" went my heartstrings

Betty Mae, Betty Mae, you shall be my wife someday I wants a little sweet girl, that will do anything that I say Betty Mae, you is my heartstring, you is my destiny Betty Mae, you my heartstring, you is my destiny And you rolls across my mind, baby, each

You said I wouldn't get to far on a tank of gas and an empty heart But I got everything I'll ever need I got this old guitar and a brand new set of strings And I'll grab the wheel and I'll point it west Pack the good and leave the rest I bet this road

Life is dull, it's nothing but one big lull, then presto you do a skull And find that you're reeling, she sighs and you're feeling like a toy on a string And your heart goes: "Ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding" How could that funny

Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart Please have mercy on me Take it easy on my heart Even though you don't mean to hurt me You keep tearing me apart I'm saying baby Would you please have mercy on me I'm a puppet on your string And even though

You need a real ass nigga like me, yeah Razor blade a heart string Who you tryna fix now? Broken record left on repeat Another buildup to the let down, the let down Steady speedin' to a new pain Tragic collision on the 110 And I wish that you would slow

You're strumming on my heart strings Like you were a grade eight but I never felt this way, I'll pick your feet up off of the ground And never ever let you down Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, now, now, And I'll never let you down I'm never gonna