I gave up my eyes to a man who was blind
and I gave all my strength to a man who was tired
I gave my desire to a man with more fire
and I lost my good looks to a girl I admired

I lent out my voice to a small group of choir boys
and I gave up my hands to a man who made toys
and all that I kept was the heart in my chest
and I hoped that someday I could give it away

but before my chance came, you broke it in two
but if you had just asked, I would've given it to you

I went to great lengths for a cause that was spent
and I lost all my friends to a lack of commitment
I gave my best clothes to a man who proposed
to a woman I loved, but I didn't really know

and all I have left is the heart in my chest
and I'd give it to you if I thought you'd be impressed
but what would you do with a heart split in two?
and a heart that won't work is of no use to you

so I laid my heart down in a box in the ground
and I threw on some earth, and I tried to forget
that a heart that won't work is not even worth
a glimpse of your smile or an hour of your time

a heart that won't work, it's not even worth
a glimpse of your smile or an hour of your time