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