Sweetheart, would you die for me?

Because I’m so close to asking you to

Maybe I’m cruel but I like to be

Soaked in myself sometimes

Sweetheart, you may say that I’m afraid

But I doubt you could prove it

Don’t you know me better than that?

I could lie (but I’m not sure you’re worth it)

Sweetheart, I know you want to be a hero

(I’m kind of proud of that – little pieces, baby, little pieces)

But you’re into symbolism and silhouettes,

Higher meanings make us forget to live