The secret of paper hearts

this just came to me while listening to Hawthorne Heights

Inside of us all are paper hearts beating and fluttering

Some are misformed, ripped, cut, or broken what can we do?

So fragile and yet also very strong, how can this happen?

I never thought this would happen to me of all people.

 

My heart was ripped to peices and put together in the worse ways

It was wrinkled and dried and falling apart at the center

Then this girl came out of the darkness of my world, my light

She came to me and helped me make it through and she grasped my heart

 

It crumbled in her hands but now she's rearranged the pieces of it

Somebody gave her the key to my heart so she could put it back

I fear losing her forever and my heart falling to pieces again

We have promised ourselves to each other and no one else

 

I paid for it with my blood and she with hers and so it will be

My depression has gone but I still want to cut when we're apart

Why do I do this to myself when I'm loved like this?

What sick thing in me wants to end my life? I will survive

 

This paper heart of mine shall stay fluttering and beating

Hers will beat for me and mine for her always and forever

Nothing will change the way two emo lovers are

The secret of our paper hearts will last through the ages