You're a cold hard killer,
There's no magic I can see

You are not an angel;
not the gift from saints I'd thought you'd be.

You are like an ice king
and you're picking holes in me,

but I have thawed and I forgive
who you were made to be

Maybe you grew.
Maybe you tried.
Maybe you knew.
Or maybe you lied-

I don't care 'cause I've begun to live
when I'd thought that I had died.

You're a mercenary man
and I'm the only one who knows.
Crush my hand under the dinner table;
Bruise me where it doesn't show.

I pray face to the people.
Your secret was my lie,
if any one was wondering
why I was so damn quiet.

What did I do
to make it seem right?
Oh, did you hurt too
when you made me cry?

I don't care 'cause I've begun to win
what I'd thought I'd died of by.

You're a cold hard killer.
You're a cold hard killer.

You're a cold hard killer.
You're a cold hard killer.

Maybe you grew
Maybe you tried
Maybe you knew
Or maybe you lied-

I don't care 'cause I've begun to live
when I'd thought that I had died.

You're a cold hard killer.
You're a cold hard killer.

You're a cold hard killer.


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