If you''re gonna rip my heart out

could you use a knife that''s dull and rust in color

(Once I die) there will be no way that you can cover

that scar

It''s hard

I know

And if I get a little blood on you

finally the world will know you''re guilty

(know you''re wrong) of taking everything you''ve gotten from me

No heart

It''s hard

I know



Mighty King of Avondale

I just can''t let this go

Real life ain''t no fairy tale

I just thought you should know



When you''re finished with the surgery

I really hope that you will turn to me and

tell me all about the fun you had

when you were cuttin'' up...

you were cuttin'' up



Living like a fairy tale

the mighty King of Avondale

It all went to his head this royalty

I stuck a knife into his back

Inventiveness is what I lack

He''s always hanging up on loyalty



(You''re wrong)

(You''re wrong)