It's always dark inside this room called my heart.
And it works in the weirdest ways.

Its been cut, It's been hurt, It's been torn into pieces...
But somehow it pulls itself together.

It heals the hurt, it heals the pain
It fixes itself till it's whole again.

Ripped apart, pulled back together
My heart can go through any weather.

You can stab it, and then leave it all alone...
After time it will still regrow.

The heart works in mysterious ways...
It gets hurt, played, and torn but still isn't fazed.

It bleeds for a day
Then it says "no way"

Pulls itself together...
It's dark but still finds light

But just because I numb to you,
Doesn't mean you shouldn't love me through and through.

Just because I'm telling you...
All the thing that I can go through

Doesn't mean you shouldn't even try
For even the strongest things can die...