Pobre Corazón

Poor heart
The things we have to see
So much destruction
The sanity we lost along the way

Poor heart
Millions cover up the evil
And the TV
Makes it all seem normal

I want more, I want more

Poor heart
I didn't mean to hurt you
It slipped away from us
Just because we were distracted

It's never too late if
It's never too late to think it through
Poor heart
There's no epilogue without an ending

I want more, I want more