And sometimes it even bleeds.

 

My paper heart is black and blue

It's just barley still beating

It's torn into by two things,

And one of them is you.

 

I love the way you smile,

When your eyes light up.

I would walk a mile

Just to get a hug.

 

That look you have is stunning

Your touch is breath-taking

Hold my hand and you will see

You're who makes me-me.

 

If you felt the way i fell

That crazy butterfly feeling

You might think its a big deal

It's a greater rush than stealing

 

Lock it up it's time to go

Look up, your time is running low.

Think of what you're seeing

I might be slowly letting go

 

My paper heart is now of steel

Tucked away inside.

Time for it to slowy heal

No more time to hide...