Just a little reminder to someone to get in touch. You know who you are.

Disarm you with a smile
Cut me like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh Ooh the years burn
Ooh Ooh the years burn, burn burn out
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
What I choose is my choice
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
Leave you like they left me here
To whither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
Ooh ooh the years burn
Ooh ooh the years burn, burn burn out
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
What I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
I send this smile over to you