I Used To Have A Heart

I used to have a heart worth a billion bucks

Now it's shitty, shoddy cheap

Sell it in my sleep for the fakes to eat

While they kiss my ass and tell me what I need:

Sex fiends with a vacant dream, a tattoo of a soul

And the words you said, still ringing in my head

Wonder where the love they stole is hiding

All I want to do is be mended by you

I don't want to be confused, I just want to find you

All I want to kill is that which keeps me ill

Underwhelmed and unfulfilled

They're in denial of the knowledge

That they're living in a lame excuse

They're in denial of what you are to me:

My heart, my love, my guide

It's not alright with me, the love I lack, I need, I want you back

The circle torn apart, I used to have a heart

I used to know a girl with the deepest trust

That a man could ever know

I broke her neck from the lack of respect

I learned as an embryo on the west coast

Where the dead paint hollywood red

The facade is well-fed with the blood of the capulets

Spread like jelly on bread across the doors of the first-borns

Weaned from birth on meds

All I want to say is this could be ok

I don't want to be a slave, I just want to spend my days

Wondering through the haze, your voice to lead the way

I can finally go and say:

There you are in front of me, luminescent as you used to be

Just sing the saddest song for me, revive me