I was born with half a heart And that was dragging at my feet, my heels I was lying under wheels Strapped my body to the track I believed in every film In every television show, that said Oh well, you might as well be dead If you cannot be in love Plant a kiss on a cold shoulder Compose a message that won't send I felt, I never felt complete When we were strangers on the street I had never touched a drug Until I held onto your hand No man, I was always straight and clean Until you showed up on the scene And you were smoking like a gun Looked like you knew how to have fun I decree that you tore it up indeed And I was not too proud to plead Plant a kiss on a cold shoulder Compose a message that won't send I felt, I never felt so sure As when I strode up to your door I showed up at your place I guess I never felt complete When we were strangers on the street