I'll take extra care of her, I swore to her mother
And as soon as she gave it to me, I reached for another
I thought I could have as many as I wanted and it wouldn't matter
Until I heard the sound it makes when it shatters
Where do you start when you've dropped a porcelain heart?
A destruction of art, when you've dropped a porcelain heart
They've alway been stone or ice in all my adventures
As I staggered the same worn path from the bar to the bedroom
Littered with shards of my own first love, now sentimental debris
I thought everyone else was a heartless as me
Where do you start when you've dropped a porcelain heart?
A destruction of art, when you've dropped a porcelain heart
Where do you start when you've dropped a porcelain heart?
A destruction of art, when you've dropped a porcelain heart