I'm not used to attention So don't be suspicious if I act strange And all those things you said about her Will you say them about me too And what about all the others Who threw themselves at you And am I just another To make things go Sour Heart is a melancholy word And love won't save me that's for sure Cry is a stupid sounding verb Can it get much worse I'm unsure And I'm used to affliction But never from you (No, not you!) I thought things would be different Were you telling me the truth And did your gaze just wander It's always someone or Some other Heart is a melancholy word And love won't save me that's for sure Cry is a stupid sounding verb Can it get much worse I'm unsure Blame it all on me now Like I was never there for you Short of your prestige yeah Too immature to know I'm sorry for all I said but Why do I have to apologize for something that you did Can it with the secrets I was always there for you- and that's true Heart is a melancholy word And love won't save me that's for sure Cry is a stupid sounding verb Can it get much worse Can it get much worse Heart is a melancholy word And love won't save me that's for sure Cry is a stupid sounding verb Can it get much worse I'm Pretty sure it can