I don't think you'd want to listen to me complain and shoot out my stupid thoughts all day

I don't think you'd want to hear me crying my soul out everyday

I don't think you'd want to share all my burden, all my problems with me

I don't think you'd want to share your heart with me

'cause the problem is

..

my heart would do anything to make your heart beat
but my blood is too toxic for it to handle
and would only make it rot and slowly die