A bleeding heart
Will make a mess of things
A falling star
Will burn up everything
I learned him and I burned him
Even though he don't deserve it
Too much passion, he's old-fashioned
And the way he's got me actin'
Out of control again
I just can't be his friend
A bleeding heart
Will make a mess of things
A falling star
Will burn up everything
When you dance to the beat
Of a two-step tragedy
A bleeding heart, my friend
Is full of ecstasy
When I met her, yeah, I let her
Run my tall heart through the ringer
Put a gold ring on her finger
And now I'm dealing with feeling
Out of control again
I just can't be her friend
A bleeding heart
Will make a mess of things
A falling star
Will burn up everything
When you pray, just believe
In that broken rosary
A bleeding heart, my friend
Is full of ecstasy
