You got me strung up like a puppet
Hung up on a thin, red line
You got me caught up in your loving
Stuck here in my love sick night
And I've been trying
To pick myself up of the floor
And I'd been lying
Say'n' I don't want you anymore
You got my blind heart holdin' onto you
And I don't know where it's going
Or what it will do
And I try to control it
But control is what I lose
You got my blind heart holdin onto you

Just let it be (just let it be)
Just let it be (just let it be)
Just let it be (just let it be)
Just let it be (just let it be)
Just let it be (just let it be)
Just let it be (just let it be)

You've got my blind heart holdin' on to you
(You've got my blind, yeah)
(You've got my blind, yeah)
(You've got my blind, yeah)
(You've got my blind, yeah)
You've got my blind heart holdin' on to you
I'm in pieces like a puzzle
Scattered all around this room
I need to put this back together

You twisted up my point of view
No, I've been trying
To pick myself up of the floor
And it'd be lying,
To say I don't want you anymore.
You got my blind heart holden onto you.
And I don't know where it's going
Or what it will do
And I try to control it,
But control is what I lose,

You got my blind heart holdin on to you.
Oh no, I don't know, oh
Oh no, I don't know, oh
Oh no, I don't know, oh
Oh no, I don't know-ow-ow
You got my blind heart holdin onto you.
And I don't know where it's going,
Or what it will do
And I try to control it,
But control is what I lose,
You got my blind heart holdin onto you.

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): ALEXANDER KARL BJORKLUND, ANDREAS POURNOURI ARASH, IVO MORING, JONAS OSCAR WALLIN, SEBASTIAN FURRER, TERRI BJERRE, TODD EDGAR WRIGHT