Two sticky-taped and battered hearts
Lie broken on the floor
I glance at you; your eyes watch me
What's the bet that mine hurts more?

You did this my own voice whispers
But your head just shakes and sighs
A tear dances down my cheek
As you murmur your goodbyes

You turn to walk; I catch my voice
I call your name, you pause
Bending slowly, your eyes on me
You apathetically collect what's yours

One sticky-taped and battered heart
Lies broken on the floor
Your footsteps fade into the distance
And now I know that mine hurts more

Your footsteps stop and start again
Getting closer every time
Your eyes on me, you bend down again
This time collecting what's mine

No sticky-taped and battered hearts
Lie broken on the floor
I know it's over; that I'm too late
…I still dream you'll return once more