You can't change what happened
But you can change what it means.
Although this heart is hardened
It's not as bad as it seems.
Fallen and broken and been through hell,
Taught myself to stand up when I fell.
I have a broken and damaged heart to sell,
If you're interested just ring the door bell.
They asked me what's wrong.
I asked them what's right.
What took them so long
To get me out of this fight?
With the demons in my head.
I'm just trying to understand what's underneath my bed
Is it really a monster or is it all in my head?
The fantasies that make me wish I was dead.
Not everyone has a perfect face,
Not everyone has a child to raise,
Not everyone can keep up with the pace,
In this wild and long human race.
Yet we fail to understand we're blessed,
And get ourselves all tensed and stressed.
We all have a heart that wants to be loved and caressed.
