Bleeding Hearts - Matt Costa

There’s just one thing

There’s just one thing

That’ll torture your soul, the grass will stain your clothes

Until the bleeding heart hands you a rose

It’s a long, long ways

It’s a long long ways

Four letter words can cause you so much pain

It’s a long long ways

They’re coming soon to take away

But you can’t wait another day

The loneliest and lonelier, well he’ll get his and she’ll get hers

How long must I wait?

How long can we wait?

The good’s all gone bad, now the villains stole the hand

And you hide in corners starving for a chance

There’s just one thing

There’s just one thing

That’ll torture your soul and the grass will stain your clothes

Until the bleeding heart hands you a rose

'Til the bleeding heart hands you a rose

'Til the bleeding heart hands you a rose

'Til the bleeding heart hands you a rose