Disarm you with a sm ile
And c ut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Ins ide of me and such a part of you
Oo h, the years bu rn
Ooh , the years bu rn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
A nd what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
T he killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
Disarm you with a smile
And l eave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The b itterness of one who's left alone
Oo h, the years bu rn
Ooh , the years bu rn, burn, burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
A nd what I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do?
T he killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in yo u
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in yo u
Send this smile over to you
