Thorns and barbs, a second guess
Forgive your ghosts
They only ever want the best
They only ever want the best
The blood-red cries of wounded men
Or mercy's minds (?)
You're finally bent
Love is all they ask of you
Is it more than any man can do
Heal your heart
Take the test
You know your friends
They only ever want the best
They only ever want the best for you
Words and swords of present tense
Fractured bones can mend
A broken heart is just a lesson
We learn to wield it like a weapon
Heal your heart
Take the test
You know your friends
They only ever want the best
They only ever want the best for you
The key to starting over
Is a quick road through the clover (?)
Forget your dead slain through the night (?)
Collect your head, throw it on the pyre (?)
Heal your heart
Heal your heart
Heal your heart
Heal your heart
Heal your heart
Heal your heart
Heal your heart
Heal your heart
