I'll admit I'm full of shit    That's how I know I love you    That's how I know I trust you,    You're not sure if there's a right or wrong    But it feels like there is when I treat you like this    I go outside       Texas, I won't come home    Not even if you call    I can't hear you at all    I can't explain why it's a sin the state I'm living in    I just feel so tired    I go outside       My mouth is full, your heart is an apple    My mouth is full, your heart is an apple    pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme       Please don't even call    I can't hear you at all.