My Arena

Oh no, you broke a heart again.

Now I can't help but feel foolish and ashamed.

I am a broken record.

A glitch in your iPod.

But could it be an empty track, a lost melody.

Baby just burn we'll see.

I don't need you to believe in.

I've got a new faith in me, you'll see.

You broke my heart and now this is my arena.

And I'm sold out.

You tried to kick me down.

But you're hearing this now when your heart is beating.

See, I'm doing fine, better than fine.

And now I see that your melody was lost on me.

Oh no, I let you fool me once.

Shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me.

Am I a scratched CD? A glitch in your download?

But could it be an empty track, a lost melody?

Baby just burn we'll see.

I don't need you to believe in.

I've got a new faith in me, you'll see.

You broke my heart and now this is my arena.

And I'm sold out.

You tried to kick me down.

But you're hearing this now when your heart is beating.

See, I'm doing fine, better than fine.

And now I see that your melody was lost on me.

Oh baby just burn we'll see.

I don't need you to believe in.

I've got a new faith in me, you'll see, yeah.

You broke my heart and now this is my arena.

And I'm sold out.

You tried to kick me down.

But you're hearing this now when your heart is beating.

See, I'm doing fine, better than fine.

And now I see that your melody was lost on me.