I'm not in good form I'm not in good stead I'm looking like lightning but i'm feeling like death You want to come over But it's a little late And I don't know if I really can take again All the words that you waste Again All the time that it takes To mend My bleeding heart my, my bleeding heart My bleeding heart, my bleeding heart The candle is red from all that you left And everything around me is falling apart A little bit colder A little less golden A little less willing to offer myself again For all the words that you waste Again And all the time that it takes to mend My bleeding heart, my bleeding heart My bleeding heart, my bleeding heart I'm not in good form I'm not in good stead I'm feeling like lighting but looking like death The music is sober The drum beat is over Aint nobody else that's messing with my head So the joker has lied And what a surprise How come I'm the only one that didn't see that You're still in my veins But I mustn't complain Cause I'm not gonna write another line on this page to mend My bleeding heart my, bleeding heart My bleeding heart, my bleeding heart