Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here, to wither in denial. The bitterness of one who's left alone.
"they" being all the past girls that left him with a broken heart, never to apologize.
The years burn
The missing of you hasn't gone away
I used to be a little boy, so old in my shoes
I may be older, but I'm still a boy at heart
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy s'posed to do?
What is the little boy inside me supposed to think?
the killer in me is the killer in you
the killer is my broken heart, so your broken herat will kill you too
My love, I send this smile over to you
I give you a smile to try to disarm you once more