My hearts not a revolving door
That's not what it was made for.
Wasn't made for lying, cheating and bleeding
It was made for loving without leaving.
It's not just some house to stay in during a storm.
No, it's a home that just wants to be warmed.
This heart of mine was built strong
To outlast storms all night long
But this heart of mine has weathered it's fair share
I'm afraid it's damaged beyond repair.
No longer a home but just a hole
Searching for love in a barren sole
Filled with hate, anger and sorrow
Those broken dreams for tomorrow
Nothing left to lose but nothing left to gain
For it knows life not as a game of love but as a game of pain.
