Half a life...

"And who do you think you are?

Running round leaving scars,

Collecting your jar of hearts

and tearing love apart.

You're gonna catch a cold from the ice inside your soul...

So don't come back for me,

Who do you think you are?"

I don't want to learn to live half a life...

I want all the joy.

But who do you think you are, running round leaving scars, collecting your jar of hearts?

Cuz you broke all your promises...

But I know someone who didn't... My soul is well.