I took your tongue Your mouth on mine And threw it down The wishing well But scarlet flames Of vehemence Last until the anger melts I'm sorry If I led you to believe That I could kneel Into your hour of grief There is no crime here But murmur of a heart There is no crime here You ran your fingers Down my neck In silence that could Wake the dead You turned a blind eye To the gold But I could not Make you forget It wasn't something You did or didn't do I fell hard Before I came to There is no crime here But the murder of a heart There is no crime here But the murder of a heart Murder of a heart I'm sorry if I Led you to believe That I could kneel Into your hour grief There is no crime here But the murder of a heart There is no crime here But the murder of a heart Murder of a heart Murder of a heart Murder of a heart Look at all the pretty Shrapnel on the gra** 'Cause I gave my heart up Just to take it back Look at all the pretty Shrapnel on the gra** Cause I gave my heart up Just to take it back Just to take it back Just to take it back Just to take it back Just to take it back