Heart Of Mud - Blood Oranges

If everything should fall apart

It doesn’t matter who’s heart would be laying on the floor

If everything should stand back up

We forgot we gave it up

Who’s heart would be laying on the floor?

This old heart is made of mud

It’s just too damn broken to pump any blood

This old heart laying on the floor

Just beating like hell to get out of that door

Crying does no gosh darn good

Shouting don’t work like it should

For someone who’s not made of stone

No one wants to take a chance

And let go of this circumstance

Who’s heart would be laying on the floor?

This old heart is made of mud

It’s just too damn broken to pump any blood

This old heart laying on the floor

Just beating like hell to get out of that door

This old heart is made of mud

It’s just too damn broken to pump any blood

This old heart laying on the floor

Just beating like hell to get out of that door

This old heart

Laying on the floor

Just beating like hell to get out of that door