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It's probably what's best for you
I only want the best for you
And if I'm not the best then you're stuck
I tried to sever ties and I ended up with wounds to bind
Like you're pouring salt in my cuts

And I just ran out of band-aids
I don't even know where to start
'Cause you can't bandage the damage
You never really can fix a heart

Even though I know what's wrong
How could I be so sure
If you never say what you feel, feel
I must have held your hand so tight
You didn't have the will to fight
I guess you needed more time to heal

Baby, I just ran out of band-aids
I don't even know where to start
'Cause you can't bandage the damage
You never really can fix a heart

Ooh, ooh
Whoa, whoa
Yeah
Ooh, ooh
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Oh, oh
Yeah

You must be a miracle worker
Swearing up and down
You can't fix what's been broken, yeah
Please don't get my hopes up
No, no, baby, tell me how could you be so cruel?

It's like you're pouring salt on my cuts

Baby, I just ran out of band-aids
I don't even know where to start
'Cause you can't bandage the damage
You never really can fix a heart

Baby, I just ran out of band-aids
I don't even know where to start
'Cause you can't bandage the damage
You never really can fix a heart
Oh no, no, no
You never really can fix a heart
Oh no, no, no
You never really can fix a heart
Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh yeah-oh, oh, oh, oh
You never really can fix my heart

"Morning comes every time
Lasting until the night
And lately it's been hard to see
Reasons to get on my feet

Searching some kind of light
This tunnel is darker than night
And I'm aching, I'm breaking inside
But you can't see through my smile

Broken glass under my bare feet
You are like a flame that burns me from within
Like a curse you haunt me in my dreams
You are like an itch that's under my skin

Now when people get close
They feel the thorns of the rose
And I'll break them, I'll tear them apart
I'm cruel 'cause you stole my heart

Broken glass under my bare feet
You are like a flame that burns me from within
Like a curse you haunt me in my dreams
You are like an itch that's under my skin

Now you are where I used to be
Feeling what I used to feel
How does it feel?
How does it feel?

Broken glass under my bare feet
You are like a flame that burns me from within
Like a curse you haunt me in my dreams
You are like an itch that's under my skin

Broken glass ..."