It’s probably what’s best for you I only want the best for you and if I’m not the best thing, you’re stuck I try to sureties and I ended up with wounds to bind like you’re pouring salt in my cuts and I just ran out of bandaids I don’t even know where to start cause you can bandage the damage you never really can fix a heart. Even though I know what’s wrong how could I be so sure if you never say what you feel, feel I must’ve held your hand so tight you didn’t have the will to fight I guess you needed more time to heal. Baby, I just ran out of bandaids I don’t even know where to start cause you can bandage the damage you never really can fix a heart. You must be a miracle-walker swearing up and down you can fix what’s been broken, please don’t get my hopes up no, no, baby, tell me how could you be so cruel it’s like you’re pouring salt on my cuts. Baby, I just ran out of bandaids I don’t even know where to start cause you can bandage the damage you never really can fix a heart...You never really can fix my heart.