[Verse 1]
Bed of nails and a heart of gold
Never cries for a stories told
No friends in the art of pain
No rest till she sees him again
No love from the souls they save
No soul ever knows her face
It's a crime, it's a crying shame
These are the rules of the dying game

[Chorus]
She falls for this thing called murder
The fear only takes her further
She tries to hide but it pulls
It pulls
It pulls her back again
She lives for this thing called murder
She swears it will never hurt her
She lives the lie and it pulls
It pulls
It pulls her back again

[Verse 2]
She'll start a fire with no oxygen
Finds joy in burning the hearts of men
Never worried about being condemned
She says we're all gonna die in the end
She hides what lies within
As she covers up her eyes with sin
Cold eyes and pale skin
Just shows me that she's dying within
[Chorus]
She falls for this thing called murder
The fear only takes her further
She tries to hide but it pulls
It pulls
It pulls her back again
She lives for this thing called murder
She swears it will never hurt her
She lives the lie and it pulls
It pulls
It pulls her back again

[Verse 3]
When murder calls she glides again
The taste of love, she's alive again
The trust, the drug
The fire within
The chamber in her mind
Holds the key that lets her in

[Chorus]
She falls for this thing called murder
The fear only takes her further
She tries to hide but it pulls
It pulls
And it pulls her back again