got a match?
I've got the gasoline.
I've never been the type
to keep formation.
A broken mirror and a coffee cup.
Oh, such a simple disaster.
Cause you talk out your ass
and you shit out your mouth
Treat your friends like
your enemies,
what's it all about?
Does it feel good to be alone?
Wild hearts cannot be broken
Wild hearts lead me astray
Wild hearts a lonely burden
But not a thing to betray
Composer of the man who holds the key
A simple melody, but I can't fight it
I know I gotta try and work it out
Tonight, tonight
You're speaking in tongues,
my God, you let it ride
You're a shining example
of what we've all become
Does it feel good to be alone?
Wild hearts cannot be broken,
wild hearts lead me astray
Wild hearts are lonely, but here,
we're not a thing to trade
Meet me at the corner of your road,
bring a box of matches, dance on the road
I'm the boy your parents
warned you all about,
the that don't grow old
Listen to the words I said that night
Dude, if you really live, you'll never die
So I've had enough,
this song I wrote says
Let life pass you by
And so will I
I see the green in your eyes,
hold some doubt
A freckle at the brown,
can't quite push out
I've got the matches, get the gasoline
To light this fire
Meet me at the corner of your road
Bring a box of matches and some rope
I'm the boy your parents
want you all to fly
I'm the kid that you'll grow old
Listen to the words I said that night
And if you really live, you'll never die
And on that note, this song I wrote says
Well, I've passed you by,
and so have I
Wild hearts cannot be broken
Wild hearts do me a shame
Wild hearts are lonely birds