Cyan

My self-respect
It hasn't been high
Anywhere's where I would go with them
Oh Lord, I'd stoop so low for them

Then the next day
How I would sigh
But I'd take whatever I could snatch
My drug was getting that next match

So I carved out my own heart
And I held it in my hand

I didn't want it
That's why I threw it to the ground
And then you caught it
Returned it to the lost and found
That's when they called me
They told me it was safe and sound

So I picked it up
Dusted it off
Cracked it on me knee
And kept half of it for me

I tried to chop it
In separate parts
Served it up just like a birthday cake
But God, it was getting tough to fake

My attitude, of playing it cool
When all I wanted was another who
I could pour some of myself into

So I carved out my own heart
And I held it in my hand

I didn't want it
That's why I threw it to the ground
And then you caught it
Returned it to the lost and found
That's when they called me
They told me it was safe and sound

So I picked it up
Dusted it off
Got out of the blues
And gave half of it to you.