PTSD

Post traumatic stress disorder
When she loves to goodbye
And my heart was for sale
And I'll never know why

Post traumatic stress disorder
Will tear you down when you fly
And my heart was for sale

And you love a goodbye I feel cold when you're gone
But the warmth smothered me
We can start another fire, baby
On a boat floating in the sea

Something twistin', something twistin' in my heart babe
And now I scream a battle cry
And you're heart was for sale

And you love a goodbye