From the back seat of a stolen car
To the back door of a sleazy bar
You're a victim of circumstance
Pre-Chorus:
You must see what it feels like
You must see what it feels like
What it looks like
Chorus:
'Cause you know, you know
You've got a dead heart
I always said
It's gonna tear us apart
When the devil comes
He'll wear your face
'Cause you know, you know
You've got a dead heart
From the front room of a penthouse
To the bedroom of a whore house
You're evicted with nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Repeat Pre-Chorus and Chorus
No way out
They must see what it looks like
They must see what it looks like
They must see what it feels like
Repeat Chorus
You've got a dead heart
You've got a dead heart
You've got a dead heart
You've got a dead heart
