Petrified Heart

This old heart's been left
 Out on my sleeve
 And I have paid as it's been rent
 Into pieces
 Seems everyone I've loved has
 Taken a bit of my insides
 I'm scattered as the woman whose body
 Was torn for the twelve tribes
 When did my heart get so petrified?
 When did it get so hard to feel?
 When did my heart get so afraid to love?
 When did it get so hard?
 And the easy-living Gnostic proud
 Use their knowledge like a wrecking ball to tear me down
 Flooding me with their fallacies
 I can't walk on this water, I'm starting to drown
 When did my heart get so petrified?
 When did it get so hard to feel?
 When did my heart get so afraid to love?
 When did it get so hard?
 When did it get so hard?
 Strike this rock with your rod, I'll take the blows
 Till your living water begins to flow
 As it flowed from the Man of Sorrows' side
 On that day when His body was torn for the twelve tribes
 Was torn for the twelve tribes
 When did my heart get so petrified?
 When did it get so hard to feel?
 When did my heart get so afraid to love?
 When did it get so hard?
 When did it get so hard?