Overwhelming anger
and bitterness building steam
Full of every failure
Every slight and shattered dream
Have taken hold, buried me
In this place I hate to be
My heart is closed, closed shut
My heart is closed, closed shut
Don’t pry it open, you might get cut
My heart is closed, closed shut
Echoes of each rejection
Reverberate within the walls
Deep in every chamber
Suffering fills it all
A broken heart isolates
When it feels second rate
My heart is closed, closed shut
My heart is closed, closed shut
Don’t pry it open, you might get cut
My heart is closed, closed shut
Why was it hard to ever get appreciation?
By being nice I paid the price…humiliation
The good in me has disappeared with no traces
Taken flight away from here on a permanent basis
Time has left me cheated
Of everything of which I prayed
Thus I have retreated in this wounded man’s barricade
Heaven knows I stood my ground
But in the end I’m shutting down
My heart is closed, closed shut
My heart is closed, closed shut
Don’t pry it open, you might get cut
My heart is closed, closed shut
Closed shut, closed shut, yeah
Closed shut
Closed shut
Scott Krokoff - acoustic guitar, lead vocal, additional backup vocal
Bob Stander - electric guitar, bass
Paul Errico - organ, keyboards
Shawn Murray - drums
Robinson Treacher - backup vocal
Written by Scott Krokoff
Produced, engineered & mixed by Bob Stander
Mastered by Gene Paul at G&J Audio
Cover Photo by Tom Nycz
Cover Art by Pursuit Design and Round 2 Design