but wherever I turn it’s all looking quite bleak.
Do I wrap up my heart, store it up for safe keeping?
And continue to spend nights awake and not sleeping?
Who knows what to do? Oh which do I trust?
Is it even true love or is it all down to lust?
Cos I trust in the universe, but that’s all gone mad,
and my heads filled with dread and my heart’s feeling sad.
I don’t trust my heart; it’s caused me pain times before,
and it’s left me a mess, a big heap on the floor.
My head is protective, hearts bouncer; on guard,
So I don’t really know, as both paths seem too hard.