He was selling the tale to the wrong heart
When you’re life is afloat
He was selling the tale to the wrong heart
I guess that I’m lost
He was selling the tale to the wrong heart
Two roads in the wood
Have fallen on new faith
On new faith
The schemes that I used
They spit in my face
In my face
I guess that I’m lost
‘Cause I can’t sleep
And I can’t stand
And old Robert Frost
He built a prison for the sinking man
The wrong heart
He was selling the tale to the wrong heart
The wrong heart
Now I’ve broken my plans
You get what you can
While you can
It’s the less traveled road
But you still get the shit
And the sand
I guess that I’m lost
‘Cause I can’t sleep
And I can’t stand
That old Robert Frost
He built a prison for the desperate man
The wrong heart
He was selling the tale to the wrong heart
The wrong heart
Now I’ve gotten my plans off to a bad start
A bad start
Now I’ve broken my plans
I cashed in my plans
I fucked up my plans
‘Cause I can’t sleep
I can’t stand
That old Robert Frost
He built a prison for the sinking man
The wrong heart
He was selling the tale to the wrong heart
The wrong heart
Now I’ve gotten my plans off to a bad start
A bad start
Now I’ve broken my plans
I cashed in my plans
I fucked up my plans
Lyrics gathered by J. Hodge
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