Heavy in your arms

I was a heavy heart to carry, my beloved was weighed down, my arms around his neck - my fingers laced a crown.

I was a heavy heart to carry, my feet dragged across the ground and he took me to the river where he slowly let me drown.

My love has concrete feet, my love's an iron ball wrapped around your ankles - over the waterfall. I'm so heavy. Heavy. Heavy in your arms: and is it worth the wait - all this killing time.

Are you strong enough to stand, protecting both your heart and mine? Who is the betrayer? Who's the killer in the crowd? - The one who creeps in corridors and doesn't make a sound.

This will be my last confession: "I love you" never felt like any blessing - whisper it like it's a secret uttered to condemn to the one who hears it with a heavy heart.

I was a heavy heart to carry but he never let me down. When he held me in his arms my feet never touched the ground.

Florence and the Machine