I didn't have to open up the bottle
To pour out the glass of cherry wine
After all the things you've said if I want to look at red
I look at this broken heart of mine

You broke my heart and left it slowly bleeding
A stream of love as red as cherry wine
It could have been as sweet but you tossed it at your feet
Take a look at this broken heart of mine

It's a mangled mass of many mournful moments
A symbol of a love that was so blind
It shows that when there's hate it can deteriorate
Take a look at this broken heart of mine

You leered at love and laughed and left it lying
To wither like a grape upon the vine
Like a garden choked with weeds like the flowers turned to seeds
Take a look at this broken heart of mine
Take a look at this broken heart of mine