We've all got bleeding hearts And every night we tear them apart And every morning we stitch them back up To start all over again Hollywood's got a hold of me I've seen too many happy endings I think I still believe I'm gonna get that girl in the end I'm the king of cliche All my dreams are this way How about you? I'm standing in line Going backwards in time How about you? But wait My bleeding heart is on the floor I'm wondering how many more? So it's another rainy day Here I am, alone again My bleeding heart is under arrest again Staring out this window Watching a silent telephone Peering out into the unknown
And looking for a sign I'm the king of cliche All my dreams are this way How about you? I'm standing in line Going backwards in time How about you? But wait My bleeding heart is on the floor I'm wondering how many more Am I wrong, or am I right? I think I'm going out tonight Then I'll have to wait on daylight To stitch this heart up tight I'm the king of cliche All my dreams are this way How about you? I'm standing in line Going backwards in time How about you? But wait My bleeding heart is on the floor I'm wondering how many more But wait, my heart is on the floor But wait, my heart is on the floor