Of all the crooks emotion is the worst one
He took your answers and he took my questions
We’re like two drunks who’ve lost their prize possessions

Our jungle conversations tend to digress
I am a tiger you become a tigress
The sharpest fangs won’t get us out of this mess

Who holds the reins on our restless hearts
Our restless hearts

Our lines are written someplace in the classics
I’ll be the actor you can be the actress
I doubt if Romeo was so sarcastic

I fix the blame on you-must be genetic
You smear the blame on me like cheap cosmetics
We pass the blame until we look pathetic

Who holds the reins on our restless hearts
Our restless hearts

It doesn’t pay to lie when the truth is so cheap
It doesn’t help to cry when the tears are only face-deep
Love is not a thing that we can simply make
It just might help to give when the instinct is to take

If I’m a bug then squash me with a hammer
If I’m a thug then lock me in the slammer
If this is love then give your best example

Who holds the reins on our restless hearts
Our restless hearts

From Dry Bones Dance
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