My Heart is a Whore

Fucked up trying to figure it out.
Once again I got hurt along the way.
It doesn't matter what the caring say,
Because my heart is a whore.
It skips a beat for all the nice people I meet
And it falls in love fast.
Everyone has pulled it in,
Trampled it through tired skin,
It's been fucked up,
Used
And I'm on my way down,
Because my heart is a whore.