I thought it were safe to wear this fragile heart of mine on my sleeve.
I thought it were safe to trust her to help me care for it, but instead,
She took this fragile heart of mine and dried up the flow of blood
That kept it alive, that had enabled it to love.
She left me heartless and cold, my soul now seeks vengeance.
For I took this fragile heart of mine and placed it on my sleeve
The sweet equivocation in her words lured me.
Instinct told me to be weary, but a victim of a foolish heart,
I ignored my sixth sense and did the predicatble,
I obeyed the thirst in me that yearned for her and placed my fragile heart on my sleeve.
Felt that cold chill; down my spine, as the wind echoed words of warning when in her arms I was embraced.
The sweet equivocation in her words lured me
And I fell prey to the foolish heart.
Now im broken, because I fell in Love.