Still waiting for the heart
And speak from the heart in every situation
They won't see it comin', talk to the gun
It's true enough to say it
You try to understand
You call yourself a friend
You're not listenin' to your heart, oh, no
You find yourself again
Whose blood is on your hands?
From listening to your heart, oh
What are you in it for?
You used to hold your own
I couldn't cut it, my mistake
If I'm fallin' short, there's no higher road
I was blessed before I knew how to see
'Cause something beautiful is on the other side
To make it beautiful, I had to draw the knife
Still waiting for the heart
And speak from the heart in every situation
They won't see it comin', talk to the gun
It's true enough to say it
You try to understand
You call yourself a friend
You're not listenin' to your heart, oh, no
You find yourself again
Whose blood is on your hands?
From listening to your heart, oh
I'll say it loud, cough up a lung
You're in the house, forgive your son
He wants to work, but stay a child
No man could save you, just hear me out
Anyone can let me down, but still I work to make you proud
Fall on my heart and hunt you down
Still waiting for the heart
And speak from the heart in every situation
They won't see it comin', talk to the gun
It's true enough to say it
You try to understand
You call yourself a friend
You're not listenin' to your heart, oh, no
You find yourself again
Whose blood is on your hands?
From listening to your heart, oh
