Disarm

Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
The years burn
Ooh, the years burnI used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me, is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to youDisarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
The years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burnI used to be a little boy
Whoa so old in my shoes
And what I choose that's my voice
Oh what's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me, is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you ohh ohhThe killer in me, is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to youThe killer in me, is the killer in you
I send this smile over to you