Aimlessly scouring the streets you know well
Nothing has come to destroy you
That just came from a false review
Uncertain about what is to come
And what it is that you’ve become
You’re still doing time for your yesteryears crimes
Binding your lovely remains
To a dangerous color of red
And you still feel sorry for yourself
And you still say “sorry for myself”
And you can’t forgive your own apologies
Keep your little heart burning
Keep your little heart burning
Intimate comfort around a full grown moon
Her fire openly sucks you dry
Longing for your caring hand
You’re still doing time for your yesteryears crimes
Binding your lovely remains
To a dangerous color of red
And you still feel sorry for yourself
And you still say “sorry for myself”
And you can’t forgive your own apologies
Keep your little heart burning
Keep your little heart burning
The room lays still, at ten twenty five
And all you can think of is to finally arrive
Then drive..then drive..then drive.
And you still feel sorry for yourself
Keep your little heart burning
Keep your little heart burning
Keep your little heart burning
Keep your little heart burning
Keep your little heart burning
Keep your little heart burning
Keep your little heart burning
Keep your little heart burning
Keep your little heart burning
