Pompeii

All my life in sentiment
All my language is vulgar and true
I've pushed love through the hourglass
Did you see me putting pain in a stone?

Get dressed
You're a mess
You're a sight
Did you dream about Pompeii?
Your eyes always give it away
Cities built on monumental rage
Getting lost in the seminar

All my life in sentiment
All my language is vulgar and true
I've pushed love through the hourglass
Did you see me putting pain in a stone?

Every fear
Every fear that I have
I send it to Pompeii
Now I'm running just to give it away
Got an ugly wait for morning papers
Sipping wine through a telescope

All my life in sentiment
All my language is vulgar and true
I've pushed love through the hourglass
Did you see me putting pain in a stone?

It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart
It's the beating of my heart, oh

All my life in sentiment
(It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart)
All my language is vulgar and true
(It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart)
I've pushed love through the hourglass
(It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart)
Did you see me putting pain in a stone?
(It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart)

It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart
It's my heart, it's the beating of my heart