| Song | Tinfoil |
| Artist | Rainer Maria |
| Album | Past Worn Searching |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| god damn it, | |
| i'm not talking about my heart | |
| like it's something you could break. | |
| there's no convincing you | |
| i'm not sick. | |
| when i say "heart", | |
| nothing comes to mind. | |
| drug stores make me feel good. | |
| think of silver around my wrist, | |
| i'm not well. | |
| your chest is a cage for my letters, | |
| and your handwriting's better than mine. | |
| god damn it, | |
| i'm not talking about my heart | |
| like it's a tinfoil valentine. | |
| call an ambulance. | |
| i don't want to walk home alone. |