Texty: Jack's Mannequin. The Glass Passenger. American Love.

You see I got this American love
A brand new planet in the solar system
I kiss her neck but I just can't look her in the eye

You leave for college at the turn of autumn
I spent the winter diving to the bottom
I kiss your neck but I just can't look you in the eye, yeah

Big hearts, big hearts
Big hearts are for breaking
Big hearts are for breaking
Big hearts, big hearts
Big hearts are for breaking, yeah

You see, I got this critical conscience
A brand new black hole in the solar system
I dig my grave but I just can't stand to step inside

And when they find out they'll sound every siren
Break the door down to find the baby crying
You thought I knew it's just not right to tell a lie

Big hearts, big hearts
Big hearts are for breaking
Big hearts are for breaking
Big hearts, big hearts
Big hearts are for breaking, yeah, yeah

Now there's no turning back
In the face of the sweat we share
There's nowhere to run, you're so unprepared

It's a new heart attack
Brand new bricks on my back, yeah
Don't say a word they might find us there

You see I got this American love
A hidden planet in the solar system
Keep your eyes shut I just can't stand to say goodbye

Big hearts, big hearts
Big hearts are for breaking
Big hearts are for breaking
Big hearts, big hearts
Big hearts are for breaking, yeah
Big hearts are for breaking, yeah

Big hearts, big hearts
Big hearts are for breaking
Big hearts are for breaking
Big hearts, big hearts
Big hearts are for breaking, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Big hearts are for breaking
Big hearts are for breaking