After the storm there's an eerie silence
There's an eerie silence
And the damage that's been done
From things that were said
In the heat of the battle
In the heat of a battle, of a war nobody won
Who'll be the first to say "I'm sorry
For what I did that hurt and made you mad"
And how much more time will be wasted
Living troubled in the wake of the aftermath?
Two bleeding hearts and a wounded love
Two bleeding hearts and a wounded love
It's too late now (too late now)
You know we should've seen it coming
But it happened so fast (so fast), we spun out of control
And once it gets started (once it gets started)
You know it's really hard to stop it
Like a, like a runaway train on a downhill roll (oh-oh-oh)
Runaway train on a downhill roll

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Who'll be the first to speak forgiveness
When forgiving is the thing we've got to do (uh-uh-uh)
In the times when we breakdown under pressure (oh-oh)
A little bit of grace (little bit of grace)
Is what we both could use (uh-uh-uh)
Two bleeding hearts and a wounded love
Two bleeding hearts and a wounded love
Two bleeding hearts and a wounded love