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Scraping by in the dirt, planting food to make it work, waiting for the sun to set and sail Cause I can feel a second wind, coming as the night begins, lets live it up and make our own trails We'll make it through somehow Whoa, I’m falling apart, I’m falling apart over every part of you Should have known from the start, should have known from the start That a beating heart is a bleeding heart I’ve been wearing sleeves on my heart, cause the opposite made me start, thinking I was giving too much Now I’m always keeping score, guarding my back because of the time before, one foot in and one foot out the door So roll up my sleeves my darling, kiss me in the front lawn by the garden My hands on you my hearts on pardon now.. now Whoa, I’m falling apart, I’m falling apart over every part of you Should have known from the start, should have known from the start That a beating heart is a bleeding heart We make our way across the field, poor as sin but no one can steal what we got, what we got We got each other’s backs and hearts, it ain’t much but it’s a start, what we got, what we got Whoa, I’m falling apart, I’m falling apart over every part of you Should have known from the start, should have known from the start That a beating heart Whoa, I’m falling apart, I’m falling apart over every part of you Should have known from the start, should have known from the start That a beating heart is a bleeding heart A beating heart is a bleeding heart, a beating heart is a bleeding heart, a beating heart is a bleeding heart, A beating heart is a bleeding heart (Merci à Kheira pour cettes paroles) From Letras Mania