Is it too sad to become depressingly hopeless of it all,
At first, I packed my heart up and left, I stayed heartless
Second, I decided to grab my mind and leave again, I was mindless, and heartless
Third, I gave up and grabbed my soul and pushed it away, I became soulless, mindless, and heartless
Fourth, I became alone, I forgot my value, and my worth.
I was soulless, mindless, and heartless
Then you did it,
You believed in me, you showed me the sun, you helped me run without the gun, and it was too much fun.