After we got our hearts broken more than a couple times
And we learned the darker sides of our personalities,
I finally realized I wanted to see more of you;
I wanted more of you
But we both knew
We’ll never let each other get to close
Because we knew ourselves so well
That we'll  just break each other down.
We're so good at hiding our hearts
That we forgot where we put them.

We wore our hearts on our sleeves the day we bumped into each other.
Maybe when we went to pick them back up,
We got them mixed up.
Maybe that’s why I can never come up
With a good reason to leave,
Because your heart wants back in your chest,
And I’m the one holding it.