So my mouth has gone dry
My hands have been shaking so long that it must be goodbye
Here’s a razor wire kiss
A murderous love song
To help find my way out of this

You
Had me at hi
A child and her maker
Rough diamond to jewellers eye
Did you think
That I was all fight
The soft centred ingenue might do
Oh yeah she just might

Hey well I
I won't let you in
This time

Sing
Sing little bird
There must be a line that you spin
Even I haven’t heard
And I
I’m not doing fine
But I’m sharpening edges
For once
Baby I’m crossing lines
And I
I won't let you in
This time

Oh, that man of peace
Well he’s out of sight
Here comes your craved spotlight