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 
Ooh, the years burn 

I 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 you 

Disarm you with a smile 
And leave you like they left me here 
To wither in denial 
The bitterness of one who's left alone 
Ooh, the years burn 
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn 

I used to be a little boy 
So old in my shoes 
And what I choose is my voice 
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 

The killer in me is the killer in you 
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 you 
Send this smile over to you