Having no one to love
Makes the heart so lonely
The loss of the pitter-patter
Heartbeat
And butterflies

The Cold War came
And wiped us off the map
Who would've thought
I'd die of a heart attack
When I had no heart at all?
Not really anyway
It was all mind over matter
And I dreamt of you

So what's it going to be?
Doors double locked
And knobby knees
Shaking like I used to
When I played you a song

I never called you by your name
It was never my tongue's to hold
But it was inside this empty heart
This busted bag of bones