Pick yourself up why even cry?
Broken pieces in your hands
Wonder how you'll make it whole

You know, you pray this can't be the way
You cry, you say somethings gotta change
and mend this porcelian heart of mine, of mine

Someone said a broken heart
Would sting at first then make you stronger
I wonder why this pain remains
Were hearts made whole just to break

You know, you pray this can't be the way
You cry, you say somethings gotta change
and mend this porcelian heart of mine

Creator only you take brokeness
And create it into beauty once again

You know, you pray this can't be the way
You cry, you say somethings gotta change

You know, you pray this can't be the way
You cry, you say somethings gotta change
And mend this porcelian heart, please mend this porcelian heart of mine

Of mine
Creator mend this heart