PTSD

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…