It's delicate
The way your heart beats
In your ribcage
The sound of you breathing
Ooo
I'd hate to see you get hurt
Ooo
I'd hate to see you get hurt
It's precious
The sound of your voice
When you're crying
On the phone
Ooo
I'd hate to see you get hurt
Ooo
I'd hate to see you get hurt
But no one warns you when it's the end
And drinking through the night won't help me forget