Post traumatic stress disorder When she loves to goodbye And my heart was for sale And I'll never know why Post traumatic stress disorder Will tear you down when you fly And my heart was for sale And you love a goodbye I feel cold when you're gone But the warmth smothered me We can start another fire, baby On a boat floating in the sea Something twistin', something twistin' in my heart babe And now I scream a battle cry And you're heart was for sale And you love a goodbye