Pick yourself up why even cry? Broken pieces in your hands Wonder how you'll make it whole
You know, you pray this can't be the way You cry, you say somethings gotta change and mend this porcelian heart of mine, of mine
Someone said a broken heart Would sting at first then make you stronger I wonder why this pain remains Were hearts made whole just to break
You know, you pray this can't be the way You cry, you say somethings gotta change and mend this porcelian heart of mine
Creator only you take brokeness And create it into beauty once again
You know, you pray this can't be the way You cry, you say somethings gotta change
You know, you pray this can't be the way You cry, you say somethings gotta change And mend this porcelian heart, please mend this porcelian heart of mine