Wasn't designed
For this kind of life
When my lips can't explain the way I feel
My heart to starts to cry
When I find a better way to finally heal
Here comes another guy
So tired of getting my heart broken
Tired of picking up all the shards
So tired of having a good heart
When people just tear it apart
Need a light
To guide me out the dark
When my lips can't explain the way I feel
My heart to starts to cry
When I find a better way to finally heal
Here comes another guy
So tired of getting my heart broken
Tired of picking up all the shards
So tired of having a good heart
When people just tear it apart