Hearts Are Made for Beating - Wax Fang

A heart

Is a bomb

Set inside of your chest

When that bomb

It goes off

Is anybody’s guess

Your head breaks

Your body decays

A heart

Is a bomb

In your chest

A heart

Is a bomb

But a heart nonetheless

It ticks

And it tocks

Until detonated

On an airplane

On a cold subway train

A heart

Is a bomb

In your chest

Oh, everyone knows

What a heart represents

Love, however it ends

Begins with a kiss

Nothing is more of a pain

Than loving someone in vain

But then hearts

Are made

For beating