I'm not in good form

I'm not in good stead

I'm looking like lightning but i'm feeling like death

You want to come over

But it's a little late

And I don't know if I really can take again

All the words that you waste

Again

All the time that it takes

To mend

My bleeding heart my, my bleeding heart

My bleeding heart, my bleeding heart

The candle is red from all that you left

And everything around me is falling apart

A little bit colder

A little less golden

A little less willing to offer myself again

For all the words that you waste

Again

And all the time that it takes to mend

My bleeding heart, my bleeding heart

My bleeding heart, my bleeding heart

I'm not in good form

I'm not in good stead

I'm feeling like lighting but looking like death

The music is sober

The drum beat is over

Aint nobody else that's messing with my head

So the joker has lied

And what a surprise

How come I'm the only one that didn't see that

You're still in my veins

But I mustn't complain

Cause I'm not gonna write another line on this page to mend

My bleeding heart my, bleeding heart

My bleeding heart, my bleeding heart