Scissors in your hand I'm waiting for another stab My skin is like plastic Needle in your hand Sewing up my scars You know We can't be cured My damage is fatal You know We can't be cured We fought a battle For love Weapon in your hands I'm waiting for another stab Your heart is like plastic My nerves don't work We can't be We can't be cured My damage is fatal You know We can't be cured We fought a battle For love We can't be cured My damage is fatal You know We can't be cured We fought a battle For love We can't be cured We can't be