[Verse 1]
I'll be damned if I do it, damned if I don't
I'll be lost if I love him, lost if I won't
And, I can't muster up the courage to say it's best that I leave
I can't muster up much of anything when I'm feeling you breathe
[Chorus]
My human heart won't mend itself
When my own two hands are ripping out the seams
Oh, it seems I'm my own worst enemy
Oh, I'm doing it to myself
[Verse 2]
I'll be hurt if I leave him, but turn cold if I don't
He's the sweet of a morning kiss, but there's a poison it holds
Sticking thorns into my spine, but I won't let go
Sticking thorns into my sight, but I'll keep my eyes closed
[Chorus]
My human heart won't mend itself
When my own two hands are ripping out the seams
Oh, it seems I'm my own worst enemy
Oh, I'm doing it to myself
[Verse 3]
I'm doing it, I'm doing it, I'm doing it
With my own heart, I won't let it mend
I use my own two hands, I rip out all the seams
Though it seems I'm my own worst enemy
Oh, I'm doing it to myself
Oh, I'm doing it, I'm doing it, I'm doing it to myself
Lost was written by Liza Anne.
Lost was produced by Zachary Dyke.