It’s probably what’s best for you
I only want the best for you
And if I’m not the best thing, you’re stuck
I try to sureties and I ended up with wounds to bind
Like you’re pouring salt in my cuts

And I just ran out of bandaids
I don’t even know where to start
‘Cause you can bandage the damage
You never really can fix a heart

Even though I know what’s wrong
How could I be so sure
If you never say what you feel, feel
I must’ve held your hand so tight
You didn’t have the will to fight
I guess you needed more time to heal

Baby, I just ran out of bandaids
I don’t even know where to start
‘Cause you can bandage the damage
You never really can fix a heart
Ooh whoa, oh-oh yeah-oh
Ooh whoa, oh-oh-oh yeah

You must be a miracle-walker
Swearing up and down
You can fix what’s been broken, yeah
Please don’t get my hopes up
No, no, baby, tell me how could you be so [bad word] 
It’s like you’re pouring salt on my cuts

Baby, I just ran out of bandaids
I don’t even know where to start
‘Cause you can bandage the damage
You never really can fix a heart

Baby, I just ran out of bandaids
I don’t even know where to start
‘Cause you can bandage the damage
You never really can fix a heart
Oh no, no, no
You never really can fix a heart
Oh no, no, no
You never really can fix a heart
Oh-oh, ohh, oh-oh yeah-oh, oh, oh, oh
You never really can fix my heart