I'm not clueless, but i'm not smart,
this is as good as i get without a heart,
I used to have one, but its not lost,
it didn't work for it was covered in frost.

I'm always saying i'm not the snow queen,
But why is this my image people have seen.
So is this to them what i have shown,
but the emotion love, to me is unknown.

So tell me why, when all else fails,
We sell our hearts in auctions or sales.
We say they are useless a waste of space,
Now i see you want it when i look at your face.

So now you try to hurt me,
but you just never will see.
Without my heart i cannot feel pain,
i guess you're right i'm turning insane.

But so are you, i can see it in your eyes,
Not only that, but i hear it in your sighs.
Heartless now its his love you lack,
But its to late to buy your heart back.