You can have it
Yeah, in the headphones (yeah)
Go ahead
His clocks are all wrong, but he knows by how much
He'll turn on you quick with a clinical touch
With a clinical touch, he'll set you in fit
And force you to bed for the fruits of the rich
And he'll burn you alive
He knows where you hide
Leave you cold and surprised
You know he broke two hearts in two weeks
He'll swallow your bones and steal all your spit
And bring you to life like a talking puppet
Like a talking puppet, he'll play with your limbs
Swap them around and tie them to strings
And he'll burn you alive
He knows where you hide
Leave you cold and surprised
You know he broke two hearts in two weeks
Don't let it begin to lure you in
'Cause he's tired, but he's smelt your scent
His sanity went a year to the day
Broke two hearts in two weeks
Broke two hearts in two weeks
Chasing his tail, yeah, pacing his den
If you've got a wife then he'll take her again
He'll take her again down to his cell
And although she'll want to, she will never tell
And he'll burn you alive
He knows where you hide
Leave you cold and surprised
You know he broke two hearts in two weeks
