Heart from Us All - White Denim

She’d take the wind from the sail

She’d steal the heart from us all

And she could make it take it

Till she couldn’t make it take it no more

She’d take the wind from the sail

She’d steal the heart from us all

Well she could make it take it

Till she couldn’t make it take it no more

I’m pinned, I’m packed, on a heading with direction

Over-filling my collection

I think I’d better take it to you

I’m spent on drinks, flat broke and unappealing

All your dark-sided dealing

Look what they’ve done to you

Maybe nine years, wow wife, it could get expensive

And we could speak

So extensively