Day Hundred and Eighty Seven

I gave you my heart to hold,
feel it beat and jump around.
Blood red and delicate strands;
you have my heartstrings now,
and like your puppet I dance.

Oh, oh, feel my heartbeat,
when you're holding me.
I gave you my heart to hold,
just don't let me down,
don't let me down.

The power is in your hands,
but please, don't hurt me.
Just a snowflake in your palm;
melt my heart in a breath,
watch my will evaporate.

Oh, oh, feel my heartbeat,
when you're holding me.
I gave you my heart to hold,
just don't let me down,
don't let me down.

Was I a fool to trust you,
mister serial heart collector?
With each beat, I slowly fade;
the blood which I gave you
runs now through your veins.

I wish I had paused to think
before giving it all to you.
It's too late,
too late to reconsider.
So

Oh, oh, feel my heartbeat,
when you're holding me.
I gave you my heart to hold,
just don't let me down.
Oh, please,
oh, oh.
Just don't let me down.