Kitchen Fork Lyrics

Wake from a dream
where I was stuck losing my teeth.
Lucky for me it was all fake
or not what it seemed.
Where, oh where will we go next,
haunted pillow beneath my head?
Where does it go?

Pick out her heart with a kitchen fork,
pin down her arms.
Wake from the scar still feeling sick.
Where did it get started?
Where, oh where did this come from?
Oh my God, my head's a gun.
I let myself go.

Once I flew above the cars,
and the wind blew gratitude through my heart.
I let it all go.
Save us from our own two heads.
Can I keep just one and ditch the rest?