Battlescar

Well I love like a devil and I sin for the saints

I got a poison kiss with a bitter taste

I serve strychnine while she drinks cyanide

I dance with her demons while she gets paralyzed

She says I'm a loser, I'm a traveling snake oil salesman

I tell her that she's frenzied like a damsel in a tailspin

Those poison little fragments that she scattered on the pavement

Are the shattered broken fantasies of unholy commandments

I'm a voice in the dark

Inside her head

I'm a battle scar

I'm all that's left I'm a

Broken heart

Inside her chest

I'm a battle scar

I'm all that's left

I'd sing her through the shadows if I knew another way

But I'm stuck in constant motion man I stagger and I sway

Not even that it matters or makes any sense at all

She'd assault the very notion because our love is but a brawl

I'm sure that in some wasteland there's a crooked little shrine

Just out of sight but babe it's easy to find

Those toxic fucking daggers that you pitched and that you threw

I'll keep em in my pocket in case I find they've got a use

I said I keep em in my pocket in case I find they've got a use

I'm a voice in the dark

Inside her head

I'm a battle scar

I'm all that's left I'm a

Broken heart

Inside her chest

I'm a battle scar

I'm all that's left

Oh well I'm all that's left