How I Lost Jens Lekman's Heart and Threw My Life Away to Feed the Seagulls


This is the story of a lonely girl
Who lived in a world of pretty little things that wasn't hers
She lived among daisies and mockingbirds
She watched constellations on a summer's night
From the window of her room on the basement floor
As they seemed so far away
As far as her pretty little dreams
She dipped cookies in her tea 
As cookies sank, down sank her dreams into the sea
She wanted to be beautiful
She wanted to be wanted 
In a circus to travel across Europe
As she sipped her tea in her sleeping robe
She wanted someone's heart to call herself human
She wanted to go pet the cats and watch the birds with him
Then one day as days went by
She found a heart on the street
She thought someone must have lost it
She tried it on, she tried to fit in
His heart was too big
Sad as she was she tore it into pieces
And fed it to the seagulls on a midday ferry trip
Since that day the seagulls were part bird, part man
But they never felt like they were whole again