I'm a little under the weather, it seems
I even had an apple a day!
But no amount of painkiller or Motrin
Can take this pain away.
You see, there is no antidote
For this little disease of mine
I guess I'll do what my mother says,
"It'll heal in time."
I've become so sick with a broken heart
And I ran out of bandages and gauze
I called the doctor a while ago
Began the dreaded ring ring pause.
"Listen, doc, I'm sick- ya see?
I've got this hurting in my chest!"
He didn't offer much advice-
"Stay home; just get some rest."
It's difficult to do sometimes
When your heart no longer beats
All you do is feel the silence
Just eat, sleep, breathe.
Now I'm a little more than under the weather
No, try six feet under
My little disease was hurting me
Why I didn't get better, I wonder.
You see, my heart can take so much
Before it crumbles, breaks, and cracks
Heartache comes in many forms
But there's only one that lasts.
So that's my story of health issues
The tale of a broken heart
A little ballad of medicine and pills
That I have needed from the start.