Texty: Placebo. Battle for the Sun. Bright Lights.

Cast your mind back to the days
When I pretend I was okay
I had so very much to say
About my crazy living

Now that I've stared into void
So many people I've annoyed
I have to find the middle way
A better way of giving

So I haven't given up
But all my choices, my good luck
Appear to go and get me stuck
In an open prison

Now I'm trying to break free
Being in a state of empathy
Find a true and inner me
Eradicate the schizo

No one can take it away from me
And no one can tear it apart
'Cause a heart that hurts is a heart that works
A heart that hurts is a heart that works
A heart that hurts is a heart that works

No one can take it away from me
And no one can tear it apart
It maybe elaborate fantasy but it's the perfect place to start
'Cause a heart that hurts is a heart that works
A heart that hurts is a heart that works