Disarm you with a smile and cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child inside of me and such a part of you
Oh the years burned
Oh the years burned
I used to be a little boy so old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice what's a boy supposed to do
The killer in me is the killer in you my love
I send this smile over to you
Disarm you with a smile and leave you like you left me here
To whither in denial the bitterness of one who's left alone
Oh the years burned
Oh the years burned burned burned
I used to be a little boy so old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice what's a boy supposed to do
The killer in me is the killer in you my love
I send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
I send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
I send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
I send this smile over to you