Текст песни Lost - Liza Anne

I'll be damned if i do it,
Damned if i don't
I'll be lost if i love him,
Lost if i won't
And, I can't muster up the courage
To say it's best that i leave
I can't muster up much of anything
When i'm feeling you breath
My human heart won't mend itself
When my own two hands are ripping out the seams
Oh, it seems
I'm my own worst enemy, oh oh
I'm doing it to myself
I'll be hurt if i leave him,
But turn cold if i don't
He's the sweet of a Morning kiss,
But there's a poison it holds
Sticking thorns into my spine,
But i won't let go
Sticking thorns into my sight,
But i'll keep my eyes closed
My human heart, won't mend itself
When my own two hands are ripping out the seams
Oh, it seems
I'm my own worst enemy, oh
I'm doing it to myself
Ohh oh oh
I'm doing it,
I'm doing it,
I'm doing it
With my own heart
I won't let it mend
I use my own two hands, i rip up all of the seams
Oh, it seems
I'm my own worst enemy, oh
I'm doing it to myself,
Oh ohh
I'm doing it,
I'm doing it,
I'm doing it
To myself