This mountain she commands on the edge he will land
At the station where she’ll stand on the tracks he demands
A fortress not a kingdom a safe place free for victims
Something sacred for the lovers as the fire dies within us
Just like that my baby screamed “OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!”
A simple man bought to his knees his only weakness that he bleeds
Watch as he pleads for more
Watch as she holds his head to the floor
These paper hearts these painted lungs
They fall apart like plastic guns
These violent tongues justice be done
As we fall apart like plastic guns
Whips, chains and nails seduction at its core
Her shirt, her skirt just tricks to hide the whore
It’s not about the girl or about the world
You lose your life to it all, you lose your life to it all
You lose your life to it all
You lose your life to it all
These paper hearts these painted lungs
They fall apart like plastic guns
These violent tongues justice be done
As we fall apart like plastic guns
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