Soft-hearted, that's my name, I wear my feelings like a flame.
It's not a weakness, it's my way, To make the world a brighter day.
It's tough being this sensitive, you know?
I feel everything, the highs and the low.
People's problems, they weigh me down, Like carrying a whole city, all around.
Soft-hearted, yeah, that's me, I'm a sponge for misery.
It's not easy, it's a drag, But I can't help but feel this way, that's a fact.