When I am relaxed I drop my drink My bleeding heart Has a gate of thorns When I turn on my sink The guy next door turns his off But my bleeding heart Will not go away
Six hundred thousand miles Cannot squelch its flame I wear my bleeding heart Right underneath my sleeve Oh, roses, daggers, thorns And words that make a name I wear my bleeding heart It will not go away Will not go away Will not go away
Oh, roses, daggers, thorns And words that make a name I wear my bleeding heart It will not go away Will not go away Will not go away Will not go awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
