I'm not heartless I'm just using my heart less On your own It all goes cold and hope will turn to stone On your own I need a muse Someone to sing me the blues I've passed the point of no return I'm a fool, you'd think I'd learn I want to run down the street that I grew up on I want to lay in the grass behind my old house I'm not heartless I'm just using my heart less On your own, It all goes cold and hope will turn to stone On your own I'm not heartless I'm just using my heart less On your own It all goes cold and hope will turn to stone On your own Turn to stone On your own Turn to stone