This wretched heart...dangling from my sleeve
More tender than I would let you believe
Ripped and ragged... scare tissue thick
Barely beating from abuse and neglect
This wretched heart... contaminates my soul
This desolation is engulfing me whole
Torn into pieces... I've done this to myself
Broken and beaten and left on the shelf
This wretched heart... blinded by infatuation
Has stumbled deep into the fire again
Burning for you... But it can never be
My foolish heart just can't seem to see
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