Heart's All Gone
Take off the gloves.
We fell in love by the side of the road.
This desert will break you down.
The veins you cut.
Your smoking tongue is the end of us all,
But you only care about
fame and fortune
Watching others tortured,
Casting your reflection
grocery store perfection
This is the last time
Sent to the front line,
With dirty boots on the ground
You said I'll make this all mine
You seemed so sweet at the start but the start's all wrong.
You say you speak from your heart but your hearts all gone.
Blackjack and architect,
Let's drink ourselves to death.
The crimes of everyone,
Passed down from father to son.
Hopeless and destitute
destroyed my gratitude.
Your strongest lines of defense
are all just self-inflicted wounds