Previously (on other people's heartache) What would you do? (This is your heart) This is the rhythm of the (you can) Pumps through your veins, can you feel it? Oh oh oh oh The night, for me Her name was Londy, she went to junior high with A tornado flew

Can you feel it? Pumps through your veins Led by a beating heart You ran into the night from all you had Found yourself a path upon the ground You ran into the night, you can't be found But, this is your heart If you had your gun Would you shoot it at