Bleeding Heart

<br>When I am relaxed<br>I drop my drink<br>My bleeding heart<br>Has a gate of thorns<br>When I turn on my sink<br>The guy next door turns his off<br>But my bleeding heart<br>Will not go away<br><br>Six hundred thousand miles<br>Cannot squelch its flame<br>I wear my bleeding heart<br>Right underneath my sleeve<br>Oh, roses, daggers, thorns<br>And words that make a name<br>I wear my bleeding heart<br>It will not go away<br>Will not go away<br>Will not go away<br><br>Oh, roses, daggers, thorns<br>And words that make a name<br>I wear my bleeding heart<br>It will not go away<br>Will not go away<br>Will not go away<br>Will not go away