When everybody grabs for your heart you better keep it locked. It doesn’t get any better, it will never be good.
My body is a ruin and my ethics a river run dry. I am a bird locked inside this cage with my wings tied behind my back. I gotta break free, i gotta break free from
driving nine inch nails thru the heart of every nice girl, so I must learn to let go. I was a vampire at your door bleeding from a wooden stake in my chest cus we all have been hurt before. (So) this kingdom shall fall apart (as) I must break this reign of bitterness.
When everybody grabbed for my heart I used to keep it locked (but) I want to be the one to hold you when the skies are on fire and when you cry yourself to sleep at night. It finally has to get better (and) I need it so bad to be good. I need it to get better (cus) I cant be out of love forever