Conor Oberst - [heartbreaker] lyrics

Heartbreaker Heartbreaker My heart ran four acres And tripped on a mistake For a first love heart break Her presence addictive But dark and malicious So coated with wishes Beyond your wildest dreams A tragedy story Among lovers of glory She dropped off the earth and Brought his soul with her And left him to watch She did everything he would've hated And when she came back The poor boy never made it Oh God I hope you make it Oh God I hope you make it So i hold this weapon to my head Bittersweet love And pull that trigger And the moral of the story is Love can k** a man if you take his soul as a sinner So pray for me Darlin' So pray for me love So pray for me darlin' Sweet to heaven above