[verse] I met her on a Sunday. By Friday we were engaged. Saturday she’s dating my old best friend. It’s not all that surprising. I fall too hard and too fast. My bad luck never ends. It’s more than a trend. [pre-chorus] It appears I’m far too giving, as I take blow after blow. Need a new romance plan now, heaven knows. [chorus] I gotta find a fool-proof heart. Trade this one for one that’s got some smarts. Used and bruised, no problem, as long as its judgment’s sound. I’ll trade you for a fool-proof heart, if you care to spare this vital part. Maybe I'll buy a want ad or search through the lost and found. [verse] They say once bitten, twice shy, but I’m not that kind of guy. Love takes one bite and I’m a zombie d’amour. I’ve stacked my tears up so high, they’re nearly touching the sky. This joy and pain of love leaves me flat on the floor. [pre-chorus] Surely someone out there’s got a ticker they don’t need. Ideally one that beats and doesn’t just bleed. [chorus] I gotta find a fool-proof heart. Trade this one for one that’s got some smarts. Used and bruised, no problem, as long as its judgment’s sound. I’ll trade you for a fool-proof heart, if you care to spare this vital part. Calling coronary donors, come save this heart that’s run aground. [outro] So’s a heart transfer the answer to save this helpless, hopeless fool for love?
