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
