Black Hearts (On Fire)
Artist: Jet
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Black Hearts (On Fire) Lyrics

When I make it, I'll be on time
Gonna take what I want and give you a piece of my mind

Your black hearts waited too long,
Just to see me fall down, fall down, fall down
Your black hearts won't be around, just to see me fall down

Your hearts on fire, so come on, burn brighter
Your hearts on fire, so come on, burn brighter

Your hearts on fire, but your cold to the touch
I know you want it but you love yourself too much
Your hearts on fire but your head is a rut
You best believe it, I ain't ever giving up

When I make it, I'll be on time yeah
Well you might say I'm crazy, but oh I'm out of my mind
Well excuse me black hearts, will you tell me who is up and who is down?
Are you waiting for me to fall down?

Your hearts on fire, so come on, burn brighter
Your hearts on fire, so come on, burn brighter

Your hearts on fire, but your cold to the touch
I know you want it but you love yourself too much
Your hearts on fire but your head is a rut
You best believe it, i ain't ever giving up
So come on, come on, come on, hey yeah!

Your hearts on fire, but your cold to the touch
I know you want it but you love yourself too much
Your hearts on fire but your head is a rut
You best believe it, i ain't ever give'n' up
Hey hey hey
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Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

Damon

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon