You may act like you're the queen, like you're the chosen one.
You've learned all of the tricks, and you've had all of the fun. You may have brought a knife to the fist fight, but I brought a gun.
And I am not insane, I'm only missing portions of my brain. At least that's what they told me when they sent me away.
So, give me your tears to help quench my thirst now. And give me your heart so I know what to break.
Put my hand through your chest, and I will rip your heart out. I'll eat it whole without batting an eye.
Lady Killer has arrived.
A martyr for the common man who cannot stand his ground.
What once considered lost can now once again be found. You may have called yourself the top dog, but I am the pound.
So, look me in they eye, and tell me everything will be alright. I'll nod in agreement, though I know it's a lie.
So, give me your hand, so I know what to bite now. And give me your trust so I know what's at stake.
Put my hand through your chest, and I will rip your heart out. Throw it into the trash as I set it ablaze.
Lady Killer's here to stay.
Use me. Then you don't have to choose me. That way, you'll never lose me. Wash, rinse, and repeat.
When the day ends, there's no need to pretend. Just send me on my way then, wash, rinse and repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
So go pluck an apple straight from the tree now. Place it on your head so I know where to aim.
Intentionally miss, and I will shoot your heart out. Play with it a little, then I'll set it aside.
Lady Killer never dies. Lady Killer never dies.