"When I was a kid the things I did where hidden under the grid,
young and naive I never believed that love could be so well hid.
With regret, I'm willing to bet to say the older you get,
It gets harder to forgive and harder to forget.
It gets under your shirt like a dagger at work,
the first cut is the deepest but the rest still flipping hurt.
You build your heart of plastic, you're cynical and sarcastic
and end up in the corner on your own"
(There's too many Passenger songs to choose from, this will do. It's called The Wrong Direction)