My Heart is an Apple

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 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 I go outside My mouth is full Your heart is an apple Your mouth is full My heart is an apple Pomme-pomme, pomme-pomme-pomme Pomme-pomme, pomme-pomme-pomme Pomme-pomme, pomme-pomme-pomme Pomme-pomme, pomme-pomme-pomme Please don't even call Can't hear you at all