A broken one The liver I mean, Not the heart! Lost, but never in-pieces
She doesn't personally own one, Or she does, it was stolen you see The one she has now, she loaned Just until she finds her own!
Though the time she uses to pay back her loan Is time away from finding the stolen core She pays through her liver And her innocence
Speculating where her heart actually went She gradually rewinds her life To see when it disappeared
Maybe it was beaten out of her by her father, Or flushed out when she put her finger in her throat. Maybe she left it with her virginity, Or she threw it away with her dignity?