Dart For My Sweetheart

One is a gun with a dart for my Sweetheart

Two only you can remove such an ache so

Three let me see what you've got

what you’re made of, what you’ve got

Four is sore, just a ripped and bloodied claw

Five is a bunching fist that's within me

Six little stitches thread through my heart

Seven shiny reasons are tearing us apart

Eight lose your hate, it's a game so come on

love me it's your fate

Nine cold crimes in the night please forgive me

Ten are the tears that are frozen on your face

Eleven I know, I’m not your favourite man

Twelve I’ll take you like only I can