The boy who murdered Love

Cold hands and a heart of stone...


... you're a Midas in reverse, you're the king of pain and hurt...


... and the stars turn into fire and the roses change from red to black.


Shot like a bullet, stop, oh you love it. No, now you've done it, you're the boy who murdered love, love, love, love. You're the boy who murdered love...


You're the thief of innocence, you're a tainted cherry tree...


... there's a mark upon your skin, where your heart once used to be.


You're a sinner with no soul, you're the nearly was I never had...


... you're an angel I was told, then you put the arrow in my back and I'm.


Shot like a bullet, stop, oh you love it. No, now you've done it, you're the boy who murdered love, love, love, love. You're the boy who murdered love...


You are the boy who murdered love.

The boy who murdered love - Diana Vickers
Thanks K* for this song (L)

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