There's a hot hard hurt burning under her skin
And it pricks her like thorns and it's needles and pins
And I'm paying in pain, it's the cost of the high
Till the weight of the secret and the weight of the lie
Makes my heart want to burst, feel the ache as time goes by
Getting better and worse, getting better and worse
And there's a screw that I tighten as I dream of the kiss
And it twists and it cuts me and you know what it is?
It's a fragment of love from a splintering heart
And it tears her apart, yeah, but not as much as this
So you save up your tears for the moments alone
Till the splinters you gather leave you glass-hard and numb
And the same sun is shining on the old and the young
On the saints and the sinners, on the weak and the strong
And there's a burning and freezing and a cross for a kiss
So she learns to stop dreaming and you know how it is
With these fragments of love and this splintering heart
With the fragments and this splintering heart