I could handle your tortured heart 
Even piece it together 
Whenever you ripped it apart 
But I could never be that kind of girl 
Who absorbs that kind of suffering 
And turns it into some kind of pearl 

I want love to love me back 
I want two-way conversations 
I want love to love me back 
One that can handle any situation 
I want love to love me back 

sky full of winter stars 
Light up the streets of Manhattan 
Wrapped in white linens and empty cars 
Stretching into the sun 
It's all out in the open, 
California highway I don't want [bad word] 

I want love to love me back 
I want two-way conversations 
I want love to love me back 
One that can handle any situation 
I want love to love me back 

Listening to a distant train 
I wonder where it's going 
Maybe where [bad word] from is all the same 
Took some time to find my place 
Where the coyotes are cryin' 
I don't want somebody filling up this space 

I want love to love me back 
I want two-way conversations 
I want love to love me back 
One that can handle any situation 
I want love to love me back 
I want two-way conversations 
I want love to love me back 
One that can handle any situation 
I want love to love me back