Ribcage

It's delicate The way your heart beats In your ribcage The sound of you breathing Ooo I'd hate to see you get hurt Ooo I'd hate to see you get hurt It's precious The sound of your voice When you're crying On the phone Ooo I'd hate to see you get hurt Ooo I'd hate to see you get hurt But no one warns you when it's the end And drinking through the night won't help me forget