Breaking hearts with a broken heart

I see you’re off to a much better start.

With a smile on your face

And negative feelings

I watch you head off to your war.

Positive thinking and wishful blinking

Run me a round for my money again.

Bleeding forever, suffering fever

You’re by yourself again.

Push me away, fall to the ground,

Running away through all of the harm

Alone, oh ah damn.

That’s all your fault, dear.