What would you say?
If I told you its just me and you
Nothing else in between, but a scattered fantasy
I never meant it to be quite like this
I never meant for a heart transplant to occur

But your blood runs ugly, in a river of blue
You're asking me to hold you, but you're making it way too hard to
Are you wishing on me making my way to you?
I'll be hanging on long enough for you to see my arms break in two

What could I say?
When you tell me its not love you're feeling
I'll tie a rope to your bedroom ceiling
You never meant it to be quite like this
You never knew its heart failure I prefer.

But your blood runs ugly, in a river of blue
You're asking me to hold you, but you're making it way too hard to
Are you wishing on me making my way to you?
I'll be hanging on long enough for you to see my arms break in two

Break in two

Its only my head that's mutilated
(its only my head that's mutilated)
I'm only crying cause I'm so frustrated

But your blood runs ugly, in a river of blue
You're asking me to hold you, but you're making it way to hard to
Are you wishing on me making my way to you?
I'll be hanging on long enough for you to see my arms break in two