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