When I am relaxed

I drop my drink

My bleeding heart

Has a gate of thorns

When I turn on my sink

The guy next door turns his off

But my bleeding heart

Will not go away



Six hundred thousand miles

Cannot squelch its flame

I wear my bleeding heart

Right underneath my sleeve

Oh, roses, daggers, thorns

And words that make a name

I wear my bleeding heart

It will not go away

Will not go away

Will not go away



Oh, roses, daggers, thorns

And words that make a name

I wear my bleeding heart

It will not go away

Will not go away

Will not go away

Will not go away