You’ve got a broken nose
A scar on your left cheek
A scary physique
That makes people go weak
But your heart is made of gold
No one understands you
The way that I do
They all see the scary exterior
Not the beautiful soul
Baby your heart is made of gold
And it wasn’t a bed of roses
But you overcame all odds
Through the pain you grew strong
Your heart must be made of gold
You hold me tenderly
Gently kissing my forehead
You are not who they say you are
Because I’ve fallen in love with
you
With that beautiful heart made of
gold.
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