I've got a toilet where my heart once was
To flush out the bad love
That was burying me

I sent it all under the city
Through old pipes and pretty
Soon out to the sea

There's a full tank of gas in this little clown car
Put your suitcases in
We can drive 'til it's morning again
If that's alright

It's sad to say but there's no doubt
Good flows with the bad out
And spirals in kind

Oh, the toilet where my heart once was
Flushed out all the bad love
And left nothing behind