My heart;
fell from my chest
and landed on my lap
the day I saw you,
and her
together, and I knew
that it was really over

It burst open,
and spilled blood over my knees
and it dripped down to my toes;
until I was covered
in my own mess
Yeah, you caught me red-handed

I stopped breathing,
even thinking,
for a moment
as I watched my little broken heart
try its best to beat

It flopped and shook
all over the floor,
until it was too weak
to move
and then I watched it die

It's okay,
I'll probably live longer
with out it
Heavy hearts
like mine,
are nothing but trouble