Hearts Are Made For Beating

A heart is a bomb set inside of your chest
When that bomb goes off its anybody's guess
Your head breaks, your body decays
A heart is a bomb in your chest
Ooo(x2)

A heart is a bomb, but a heart none the less
It ticks and it tocks until detonated
On an airplane, on a cold subway train
A heart is a bomb in your chest
Guitar
Ooo
Oh everyone knows what a heart represents
Love, however it ends, begins with a kiss
Nothing is more of a pain then loving someone in vain
But thin hearts are made for bleeding