The King of Cliche - Todd Carey

We’ve all got bleeding hearts

And every night we tear them apart

And every morning we stitch them back up

To start all over again

Hollywood’s got a hold of me

I’ve seen too many happy endings

I think I still believe

I’m gonna get that girl in the end

I’m the king of cliche

All my dreams are this way

How about you?

I’m standing in line

Going backwards in time

How about you?

But wait

My bleeding heart is on the floor

I’m wondering how many more?

So it’s another rainy day

Here I am, alone again

My bleeding heart is under arrest again

Staring out this window

Watching a silent telephone

Peering out into the unknown

And looking for a sign

I’m the king of cliche

All my dreams are this way

How about you?

I’m standing in line

Going backwards in time

How about you?

But wait

My bleeding heart is on the floor

I’m wondering how many more

Am I wrong, or am I right?

I think I’m going out tonight

Then I’ll have to wait on daylight

To stitch this heart up tight

I’m the king of cliche

All my dreams are this way

How about you?

I’m standing in line

Going backwards in time

How about you?

But wait

My bleeding heart is on the floor

I’m wondering how many more

But wait, my heart is on the floor

But wait, my heart is on the floor