Well you bit my lip and drew first blood. And warmed my cold, cold heart. And your wrote your name right on my back. Boy your nails were sharp. . Don't stop.
I've stolen all the stars to make a wish we can fly. Away, away up high to that old place in time. Where our pictures never fade and our hearts don't lie.
The road I walk is paved in gold. To glorify my platinum soul. I'll buy my way to talk to God. So he can live with what I'm not. . The selfish blood runs through my veins.