Disarm you with a smile
And cut me like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
The years burn
The years burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
What I choose is my choice
Oh what's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love, I send this smile over to you

Disarm you with a smile
And leave me like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
The years burn
The years burn, burn, burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
What I choose is my voice
Oh hat's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love, I send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love, I send this smile over to you

The killer in me is the killer in you
I send this smile over to you