Thinking about us now* And I'm wondering How between us went sour And I don't know Cos things don't change alone Regrets have dug Their way through my skin And grown against me Together with my sins Nothing'll stop them I give up I give in Dancing up on me now Running my wounds into the ground Standing like a trophy on your winning ground You hero Dressed up to suit the occasion Lip stick and a bottle of Gordon's The last drop kisses the tip of my tongue Elicit intentions I play with Dressed to kill I'm my only victim More chalk to the streets Another love struck beat Dancing up on me now Running my wounds into the ground Standing like a trophy on your winning ground You hero What doesn't kill you hurts like a bitch And I can't think straight 'Cause I miss your typical body flicks Yeah