This Fickle Heart
By:: Grace Maxwell

This fickle heart
Does not know what to do
This fickle heart
Is being torn in two

Wishing not to hurt you
Hoping to not cry
Never ever allowing
This fragile mask to die

Do either one of you notice
That I'm dying oh so slowly
Because this wretched fickle heart
Cannot choose between you two

This fickle heart
Does not know what to do
This fickle heart
Is being torn in two.