Cold Heart of Mine

Cold heart of mine
You let me celebrate your losses all the time
And build a monument out of bitterness and goodbyes
Cold heart of mine
All of my life
I've drunk up my own calamities like wine
A neurotic king, I took everything that wasn't mine
All of my life

All the boys 'round here
They're learning not to turn
Innocent girls into loaded guns
Oh, and heads will roll
From Chicago to Glasgow
Once you're in July
Cold heart of mine

Don't raise me high
That piano was an image I despised
While your drink was spiked by a life-size Christ
Though the drug was good, still you paid in blood
Now your weeping sons wear guilty words
Last Friday night
Don't raise me high

All the boys 'round here
They're learning not to turn
Innocent girls into loaded guns
Oh, and heads will roll
From Chicago to Glasgow
Once you're in July
Cold heart of mine