O. Children - Heels

In your head, in your arms
Loneliness loses charm.
Find yourself on bloody bars
Tell yourself it's worth those scars.

On edge. Unarmed. In heels. No heart.

Save yourself,
God forbid.
You die before your time.

On edge. Unarmed. In heels. No heart.

What you reap I will sow.
When you fall I won't let go.
As the days they race on by
You'll be good about my lie.

On edge. Unarmed. In heels. No heart.
No heart. No heart. No heart. No heart.

In a while it has to end.
There won't be a guardian,
No protection from your woes.
Where you go, no one knows,
But 'til then take your time.
Stay away from crooked lines
When your heels begin to crack.

There will be no heart, no heart, no heart,
No heart, no heart, no heart, no heart, no heart...