Tramela

I'm going to put a latch on my heart
I'm going to leave it locked so no one can enter
Hurt by the times it fell in love
Poor thing is afraid, doesn't want to love anymore

My heart is not a punching bag, a toy
For the ladies to pass around from hand to hand
It has feelings, love, and affection
Just doesn't want to be alone, there's no way
Wants someone to heal the scar that makes it
Happy in a way that no one else did

So when you decide to look for me, make sure you don't
Make me cry, or else I'll lock it up for good

I'm going to put a latch on my heart
I'm going to leave it locked so no one can enter
Hurt by the times it fell in love
Poor thing is afraid, doesn't want to love anymore

My heart is not a punching bag, a toy
For the ladies to pass around from hand to hand
It has feelings, love, and affection
Just doesn't want to be alone, there's no way
Wants someone to heal the scar that makes it
Happy in a way that no one else did

So when you decide to look for me, make sure you don't
Make me cry, or else I'll lock it up for good

I'm going to put a latch on my heart
I'm going to leave it locked so no one can enter
Hurt by the times it fell in love
Poor thing is afraid, doesn't want to love anymore