What Is It Good For Paroles

Hold my heart I can't feel

Now I have stolen poison fruit
It makes me weak
And my baby's gonna leave me for some creep
But if you work your miracle,
work your miracle
I can see
If you work your miracle,
work your miracle
I can see
Cos my baby's gonna leave me for some thief
For baby she is hard
To deceive

I've been a fool again
Don't let it grow
Hold my heart I can't feel
Hold my heart only when I bleed
Broken it's all broken Don't know what's good for me
But if you work your miracle
Work your miracle I can see
If you work your miracle
Work your miracle I can seeeeeeeeeee