Dropping a Porcelain Heart

I'll take extra care of her, I swore to her mother
 And as soon as she gave it to me, I reached for another
 I thought I could have as many as I wanted and it wouldn't matter
 Until I heard the sound it makes when it shatters
 Where do you start when you've dropped a porcelain heart?
 A destruction of art, when you've dropped a porcelain heart
 They've alway been stone or ice in all my adventures
 As I staggered the same worn path from the bar to the bedroom
 Littered with shards of my own first love, now sentimental debris
 I thought everyone else was a heartless as me
 Where do you start when you've dropped a porcelain heart?
 A destruction of art, when you've dropped a porcelain heart
 Where do you start when you've dropped a porcelain heart?
 A destruction of art, when you've dropped a porcelain heart