Lyrics The Tragically Hip

The 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