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I want my heart back.
I think you've stepped on it enough.
I want my soul back.
I think you've torn it too much.
I want to sleep,
And I don't want to cry,
So when you're through,
Would you mind?
I'd like my heart back.

I've counted about ten
Different holes all around.
There are some in walls
And some in pictures and doors
But there is one throught the place
Where my heart used to be.
I don't think anyone can fix it,
Unlike the patching company.

I've tried counting sheep.
I've tried warm milk and lullabies.
I've tried meditating.
I've tried therapy, they call it lies.
They tell me I'm depressed.
They tell me I'm afraid.
But I already know that,
What more could they say?

I'd like my heart back.
And I'll try to wipe it off.
I'd like my sould back.
And I'll piece it together again.
I cannot sleep,
And I'm to hurt to cry,
So if you're really who you are,
I'd like my heart back.