Ooooh Is this a game? If it is, I think we're losing I can't look away I won't see what they're losing Am I human, or am I too afraid? (Am I too afraid?) Is this human, to know and be in pain? (Know and be in pain?) When hearts are broken open The color in our pain is brought to life The world is something more than black and white And broken (broken, broken) When hearts are broken open The color in our pain is brought to life The world is something more than black and white And broken (broken, broken) When hearts are broken open (open, open, open, o-oh) When hearts are broken open (open, open, open, o-oh) We don't fit in, only trouble we are making But true is love, doesn't mind the reputation Are we human, or are we too afraid? Is this human, to love until we break? When hearts are broken open The color in our pain is brought to life The world is something more than black and white And broken (broken, broken) When hearts are broken open Our love is even bigger than we know Holding up the ones who think their love is broken When hearts are broken open Our love is even bigger than we know Holding up the ones who think their love is broken When hearts are broken open (open, open, open, o-oh) When hearts are broken open (open, open, open, o-oh) When hearts are broken open (open, open, open, o-oh) When hearts are broken open (open, open, open, o-oh) When hearts are broken...