That's How I Knew This Story Would Break My Heart — Aimee Mann

I drew a picture of you You and your anchor tattoo And saw the face that I knew Covered in shame You drew a bird that was here A kind of sweet chanticleer But with a terrible fear That the cage couldn't tame

That's how I knew this story would break my heart When you wrote it That's how I knew this story would break my heart

So, like a ghost in the snow I'm getting ready to go 'Cause baby, that's all I know ? How to open the door And though the exit is crude It saves me coming unglued For when you're not in the mood For the gloves and the canvas floor

That's how I knew this story would break my heart When you wrote it That's how I knew this story would break my heart

That's how I knew this story would break my heart When you wrote it That's how I knew this story would break my heart