You Are Good

I've got a mouth like a sailor and you have hands like a thief

Cos I've seen you around snatching the hearts that you keep

And you bury them so deep, your victims won't even find

After losing their fingernails to the roughs of the soul, you are good

And now I'm wandering around with a hollowed chest

I still breathe but my shirt seems to be stained crimson red

I don't remember everything but I will never forget your pretty face

And the touch of your softest skin before a knife hit my back

At least tell me I am better than the rest

That you enjoyed it most trying to steal my last breath and it goes