Scissors in your hand
I'm waiting for another stab
My skin is like plastic
Needle in your hand
Sewing up my scars
You know
We can't be cured
My damage is fatal
You know
We can't be cured
We fought a battle
For love
Weapon in your hands
I'm waiting for another stab
Your heart is like plastic
My nerves don't work
We can't be
We can't be cured
My damage is fatal
You know
We can't be cured
We fought a battle
For love
We can't be cured
My damage is fatal
You know
We can't be cured
We fought a battle
For love
We can't be cured
We can't be