blade on my tongue from the sentence I speak fuck with my words like I know tongue and cheek beauty is nothing but her fashion is sheek I learned to be passive they prefer when I'm meek lay on the track but the train moving slow he flew the nest he ran away from his home I burst my nose red blood melts the snow we're quite some distance from how far the stones throw oh so we run far don't cross hearts I'll be your pawn let me play the part hold your heart as dark as darts don't cross hearts I'll be your pawn let me play the part