Her fractal heart is battered and broken
A harlequin choking on her own smile
She sings of love and all of its children
She knows she's never been, and will never be one
But if the heart won't grieve what the eyes don't see
Then what makes me need you now
Her fractal mind is laden with conquest
Infinitely complex, romantically numb
No she can't help but be a cheat and liar
Her vestal desires betrayed by her tongue
But if the heart won't grieve what the eyes don't see
Then what makes me need you now
She's starting to think she could be wrong
All of her lovers their dead and gone
One of these days she'll come around
What makes me need you now