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She sends it home
In a paper bag
She says things change
Maybe its me
You can't fix me up
You can't fix me up
This bleeding heart
This bleeding heart
Beared, broken
My innocence
My innocence
This bleeding heart
My bleeding
Air grows cold
Autumn's not the same without you
Colors Fade
Beautiful to lifeless
You can't fix me up
You can't fix me up
This bleeding heart
This bleeding heart
Beared, broken
My innocence
My innocence
This bleeding heart
My bleeding
Waiting here for you, seemed an hour long
I write this knowing what to say to you
(Cryin'...Cryin')
to take this
nothing else to say to you
(Cryin'...Cryin')
This bleeding heart
This bleeding heart
Beared, broken
My innocence
My innocence
This bleeding heart
My bleeding
This bleeding heart
This bleeding heart
Beared, broken