This fickle heart has done me wrong. I miss you now that your are gone for good. On my way down, I missed a rung. I'm broken now and I've been stunned by you.
Tell me. I don't know the difference between love and heartbreak.
Sell me out for being ignorant. There isn't bliss when there's resistance.
Tell me, 'cause I don't know a thing.
Sell me. I've been splitting at my seams.
We can talk about the damage done. Let's stretch our legs so we can run around in circles. I'll chew you up around my tongue and spit you out when I am done, but I don't want to.
Tell me. I don't know the difference between love and heartbreak.
Sell me out for being ignorant. There isn't bliss when there's resistance.