Kind words mean nothing, when you're spoon-fed your heart
Memories burn your throat
Yesterday hates tomorrow
As I watch your tongue rip my heart out
As I sit here with my heart in your hands blood spills
But I'm still smiling
There's nowhere to run for you now darling
They'll know you by the trail of dead bodies
You promised to keep my heart safe from your kiss so that the devastation would be easy
All I wanted was for you to love me not hold my head under the water
I can't breath
I know your faces
I know one thousand names
I guess my heart was not made to play
You came by for one last chance to make a harlot out of Christ as angels cry and we drive the nails to His cross
You promised to keep my heart safe from your kiss so that the devastation would be easy
My blood runs cold
Oh my 'Gosh' who would have thought that it would hurt so bad?
The plan was simple
My heart was yours to take
Sh'mon tell
Was it good for you?