A broken heart Sticks on the lungs beside her She knows I'm dying in the battlefield I once was known for being the bravest fighter But now I know this is my first defeat
It's not over, it's not too late I won't give up till I suffocate But it's beating, It's cruel and it's killing me Love is a battlefield
We watched the dreams turn into wishful thinking Along the road to my insanity I call it cure you call it manic thinking Is this the reason for my mad disease?