My Heart Doesn’t Bleed (for you)

 
 
 
Life is perverse.
God is a cad.
We work so hard to be happy.
It’s all really too sad.
My heart doesn’t bleed.
My heart doesn’t bleed for you.
 
You’re down in the dumpsters searching for food.
Cause you spend every nickel to alter your mood.
As the nights go flying into days without end.
You know you’d get better if you could just find a friend.
My heart doesn’t bleed.
My heart doesn’t bleed for you.
 
The news isn’t good, but it’s certainly hot.
Cause we love it when someone gets put on the spot.
We’re all politicians; we all play that game.
Running and jumping into passing the blame.
My heart doesn’t bleed.
My heart doesn’t bleed for you.
 
What you’ve got going’s so desperate and mad.
You couldn’t be good; but you’re no good at bad.
And you haven’t the sense to come in from the rain.
Cause just going numb’s so much better than pain.
My heart doesn’t bleed.
My heart doesn’t bleed for you.
 
You’re lost in the alley with the rats and the fleas.
Don’t matter no more once you’ve caught that disease.
You know in your soul that there’s no one to care.
But what you’re not sure of is how you got there.
My heart doesn’t bleed.
My heart doesn’t bleed for you.
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