Back in school they never taught us
what we needed to know,
like how to deal with despair
or someone breakin' your heart.

They say you need to pray if you want to go to heaven,
but they don't tell you what to say when your whole life has gone to hell.

Would someone please call a surgeon
who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart?

Don't waste your time on me..

Know you're already dead; You'll love me, too.

I will promise myself I won't care, distracting myself from your stare
and I've seen this mistake once before, with your games I will never fall for.

I've hung up my guns; I won't kill again.

I won't forget you, I'm not gonna let you win,
but I'm tired of lying, tired of fighting you, and it's not gonna change

You ask for my heart, you know what I'm down, but not the way you lie to me,
you tear it all apart and beg for me to stay.

When I know you can't ever change, why am I trembling?