I don't have a heart,
Yet it always gets broken.
Take me away to Oz
Cause I can't be outspoken .
Rusty hinges as I swing away the axe,
Broken cogs churning they all turned their backs.
Oil won 't relieve this ache,
It hurts because I'm nothing but fake.
Take the yellow brick road cause there's no place like home,
But I don't have one so I sit here alone.
I don't have a heart yet it always gets broken,
Take me away to Oz
Cause I can't be outspoken.
Nobody knows how hard and long I've yearned.
But you don't get what you want so I might as well learn.