I used to have a heart worth a billion bucks Now it's shitty, shoddy cheap Sell it in my sleep for the fakes to eat While they kiss my ass and tell me what I need: Sex fiends with a vacant dream, a tattoo of a soul And the words you said, still ringing in my head Wonder where the love they stole is hiding All I want to do is be mended by you I don't want to be confused, I just want to find you All I want to kill is that which keeps me ill Underwhelmed and unfulfilled They're in denial of the knowledge That they're living in a lame excuse They're in denial of what you are to me: My heart, my love, my guide It's not alright with me, the love I lack, I need, I want you back The circle torn apart, I used to have a heart I used to know a girl with the deepest trust That a man could ever know I broke her neck from the lack of respect I learned as an embryo on the west coast Where the dead paint hollywood red The facade is well-fed with the blood of the capulets Spread like jelly on bread across the doors of the first-borns Weaned from birth on meds All I want to say is this could be ok I don't want to be a slave, I just want to spend my days Wondering through the haze, your voice to lead the way I can finally go and say: There you are in front of me, luminescent as you used to be Just sing the saddest song for me, revive me