Take my heart and ******* shred it like paper.
It hurts a lot less, then your unkindful ways.
Your eyes they've lied.
Your heart, black.
Your hands, dirt.
Undelicate, unmanly.
A evil wolf in the crowd of many.
His voices stands against the rest,
Limelight is pure,
His words, power.
My heart trampled, my body delicate,
Like a flower in spring.
Your hands they lie of sin, just like the poker face you hold.
Flush,
I call bluff.
My eyes saw gold,
And purity in a lost wolf.
Amorous souls get tricked into loving fools.