Post-traumatic stress disorder

When she loves to goodbye

And my heart was for sale

And I′ll never know why

Post-traumatic stress disorder

Will tear you down when you fly

And my heart was for sale

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

I feel cold when you're gone

But the warmth smothered me

We can start another fire, baby

On a boat floating in the sea

Something twistin′, something twistin' in my heart babe

And now I scream a battle cry

And your heart was for sale

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye

And you love a goodbye