Matchbook Romance - Portrait lyrics

Love, bring me the head of jealousy.

His curse is the poison on her lips.

A love as certain as a sinking ship,

Unstoppable.

This isn't a dream, this is what you are.

And I'll take the blame, but that won't heal your scars.

Look, look a little closer and then shut off.

You should've known this wasn't a truce.

Keep taking your cheap shots,

Until I'm black and blue.

You should have known better than to change your mind.

Your tears won't tame your misery.

They're the ones that say your heart is just a beat,

Your just keeping time.

This isn't a game, who do you think you are?

And I'll take the blame, but that won't heal your scars.

Look, look a little closer and then shut off.

You should've known this wasn't a truce.

Keep taking your cheap shots,

Until i'm black and blue.

Look, look a little closer and then shut off.

You should've known this wasn't a truce.

Keep taking your cheap shots...

Look, look a little closer and then shut off.

You should've known this wasn't a truce.

Keep taking your cheap shots,

Until i'm black and blue.