Hey there mister tin man, could you make time for a shattered heart? I've been looking to trade mine for armor like yours. Word on the street is that you've been looking for a heart. Trust me darlin, I promise you that you don't want a heart. You say that you just want love. You ain't missing nothing, because love is so **** hard. You can take mine if ya want it; it's in pieces now. I'm glad we talked this out. If you don't mind the scars, you give me your armor, you can have my heart.