H E A R T   D A M A G E

He's gonna rip it off. Taking his time right behind my back.

And I'm talking to myself at night because I can't forget.

Back and forth through my mind behind a cigarrette. 
And the message coming from my eyes says leave it alone.

Don't want to hear about it. Every single one's got a story to tell.

Everyone knows about it!!

From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell.

And if I catch it coming back my way I'm gonna serve it to you..

And that ain't what you want to hear, but that's what I'll do.