It's not the things that I can't change, that bother me  It's not the things that I don't know, that undermine me  It's not the thing that I can't hold or the balancing wire that broke, that  throws me  It's not the fact that you walked out, that bewilders me  It's not the sleep that I can't steal, that wires me  It's not the coffee or the pills it's not this space that I can't fill that  kills me  Well in case you didn't know I've got a heart made of chrome  It's been bent 'til it was twisted  And in case you didn't know I've got a heart made of chrome  It's been burned, but it's still willing to try  And shine  It's not the drunks and their devices, that provoke me  It's not the politics of love and distance, and all that that shit evokes  in me  I'ts not the Sunday morning fights or this soul on ice, that numbs me  It's not the passing of another Indian summer, that saddens me  It's no the shutter in the undertow, that bears down on me  I'ts not everything ending as it begins or the loneliness that grins that  destroys me  Well in case you didn't know I've got a heart made of chrome  It's been bent 'til it was twisted  And in case you didn't know I've got a heart made of chrome  It's been burned, but it's still willing to try  And shine