thief of hearts

 
you...thief of hearts
you don't want peace with me
you require my pain
so I spit my disdain

touch the soul and wither
I'm too good for you on my worst day
insufficient funds of the soul
you're bankrupt babe
emptiness shadows your door

it's my fault isn't it?

here let me touch you where it hurts
I promise to cause more pain
because you are beautiful when you cry

at my worst I stand vulnerable
I've laid my weapons down and I embrace you
demonic static gets in the way

I am prepared come one and all
get your desert the man is mine