Dummy -

Pretty, pretty little dummy

Who taught you how to lie?

If you’re lucky in your story

He will never teach you how to cry

This love is just a drug

This love is just a drug

He dreams of nights within her comfort

She sits and waits for saints of fire

She’s reserved her heart for shelter

With broken glass and miles of barbed wire

With her scent drowning your lungs

It anchors you to the dirt

Breathe until all your breathing’s done

Keep her close and memorize this hurt

This love is just a drug

This love is just a drug

This love is just a drug

This love is just a drug

This love is just a drug

This love is just a drug

Pretty, pretty little dummy