I Used To Have A Heart

	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