I'm a raging fire, you're my hearts desire I'm a raging fire, your my hearts desire Nights falling on me like a big black coat Staring through the window at the empty cold Thick white smoke rolling off my lips My chest feeling heavy like a cannon ball

Oh I will become what I deserve I've been worryin', I've been worryin' My, my cold hearted child, tell me how you feel I been worryin' that my time is a little unclear I been worryin' that I'm losing the one's I hold dear I been worryin' that we all live

'Cause you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of stars I'm gonna give you my heart I don't care, go on and tear me apart I don't care if you do, ooh 'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars I think I see you 'Cause you light up the path I think I

Who do you think you are? Runnin' 'round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul And tearing love apart And now you want me one more time So don't come back for me Don't come back for me

'Cause I'm a hopeless wanderer So leave that click in my head But you know your desire Don't hold a glass over the flame Don't let your heart grow cold I will call you by name I will share your road But hold me fast, hold me fast And hold me fast, hold

I'm the night-sky I'm the fire in your eyes And I want you Now and for all time I'm the cold heart I'm the secret that you hide I'll be listening until you decide I will carry you and give you life I will cover you and show you the way

Blood side out I'm down again Got a wine soaked heart There's a siren in the distance And whisky soaked lips Don't know how to get to you But I know how to get my kicks Out in the cold and damp Out on the streets just like a tramp

I know the streets will shed tears for me (They love me, dawg) When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone When my story is over and my song is done All I get is mother fuckin' love in these streets To most of these tricks I'm a mother

I got no pickup lines, I stay on the grind I tell the hoes all the time, bitch, get in my car (Bitch, get in) I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes And when I open that do', bitch, get in my car I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa with it

Who do you think you are? Runnin' 'round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul And tearing love apart And now you want me one more time So don't come back for me Don't come back for me