Words & Music by Steven Page & Ed Robertson



in through my veins, without brains,

I involuntarily take what I need, then I bleed

and it comes right back to me.

But guts only eat and sometimes

they repeat on you.

Keeping you on your toes or crouched above the loo.



That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.

That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.



Blood turns from blue into red

'cause of oxygen that it's fed

and I turn back to blue,

'cause I'm losing you,

but tummy just growls

not real words, mostly vowels

and I always forget sometimes Y

Gratification can cause constipation

if organs are left to die.



That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.

That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.



I gained all this weight out of love, not hate

I've got so much love to give (give me a break!)

I'd love to sleep in late, but that dessert looks great.

Was it something I said or was it some I ate?

Heart beats in sync, beat in time,

beat in bodies likes hers and mine,

But I fed only one, and look what it's done;

I've run out of blood and I'm chewing my cud and

my gastrointestinal festival's best of all

The cardiovascular questions they ask you are

Less than the answers they give you like cancer and



That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart.

That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart