January 29th
10 fingers and 10 toes
First breath
First tear I cried
Didn't know what I didn't know

Off to the races
A perfect start
'Cause nobody's born with a broken heart

Daddy yells
Mommas eyes look like the summer rain
Old enough to know what's going on
To young to drive away
I learned the hard way that growing up is hard
'Cause nobody's born with a broken heart

Love's a blade and—God—it's sharp
Smooth as steel but leaves a mark
Proof of life is dying with scars
'Cause nobody's born with a broken heart
Yeah, nobody's born with a broken heart

Jeans on the floor
Jersey sheets
Swore he was my future
I gave away a piece of me
One night in Vancouver
I realized it right there in the dark
That nobody's born with a broken heart

Love's a blade and, God, it's sharp
Smooth as steel but leaves a mark
Proof of life is dying with scars
'Cause nobody's born with a broken heart
Yeah, nobody's born with a broken heart

I'm on the edge, scared to death
I wanna take your hand
But if we fall head-over-heels, what happens when we land?
Could I feel whole again here in your arms?
Ya maybe this love could put back the parts
'Cause nobody's born with a broken heart