The other day a friend of mine suggested
A couple numbers for some therapy
And I'll admit at first I half-protested
And we all know that shit's not free
But someone's been strumming my bleeding heartstrings
I used to pride myself on being tough
But it seems the more I open up about it
Can't see myself giving you up, giving you up
And my best friends say I should cut you off
But I don't wanna stop, no, my bleeding heart
Even if I could change, would it be enough?
And I don't wanna stop, no, my bleeding heart
Oh, oh-oh
I keep checking on your timeline
And yeah, I know that's not my cutest trait
Should just stop asking 'round if you're fine
'Cause when I do, can't get to sleep for days
Likе there's a part of me that needs to hold on
A part that doеsn't really wanna change
'Cause if I lost my sense of sadness
Would I grow up or fade away?
And now my therapist says I should cut you off
But I don't wanna stop, no, my bleeding heart
Even if I could change, would it be enough?
And I don't wanna stop, no, my bleeding heart
Think I have control, but I don't wanna stop
I've thrown out my phone, but I can't even stop
If I go it alone, don't think I'll make it stop
But I don't wanna stop it, I don't wanna stop it
And my best friends say I should cut you off
But I don't wanna stop, no, my bleeding heart
Even if I could change, would it be enough?
If I don't wanna stop, no, my bleeding heart
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah, oh-oh