She opened her heart to a tearawaynSheepskin tearawaynHe was full of scars and full of heroinnThough she thought from the startnThat not one single thing would ever be oknThough she was proved wrong anywaynShe opened her heart to a tearawaynAt night he thought she was asleepnThey held on tight in the darknAnd she heard him say nAll my life I've been fightingnAnd making the best of a very bad lot in herennShe opened her heart to a tearawaynHe was full of scars and hero....nThough she thought from the startnThat not one single thing would ever be oknStill she opened her heart, her door, her purse and her heartnTearawaynTo a tearawaynSheekspin tearawaynShe opened her heart to a sheepskin tearawaynShe she sheepskin tearawaynShe she she Sheepskin TearawaynnShe opened her heart to a tearaway, Sheepskin TearawaynShe opened her heart to a tearaway, Sheepskin TearawaynShe opened her heart to a tearaway, Sheepskin TearawaynShe opened her heart to a tearaway, Sheepskin TearawaynShe opened her heart to a tearaway, Sheepskin Tearawayn..nShe knew from the startnThat not one single thing would ever be oknShe opened her heart to a tear-awaynTearaway, sheepskin tearawaynShe opened her heart to a tear-awaynTearaway, sheepskin tearawaynShe opened her heart to a tear-awaynnAt nite they held on tight in the darknAnd as she brushed her hair away, she heard him saynAll my life I've been fighting and making the bestnOf a very bad lot inde-e-e-ed