Please don't ask me who I am
I'm feeling things that I can't understand
I need a place to call my own
So would you let me make your heart my home?
It's dark outside, the moon is full
As I perform my ritual
You won't believe the things I'd do
To always own a piece of you
Creep into your bedroom at night
Hands clutched around a knife
Oh baby, pls don't cry
Your heart was always mine
I'm jealous of your organs
They get to live inside of you
Do you know what i'm made of?
All custom parts made just for you
Please don't ask me who I am
I'm feeling things that I can't understand
I need a place to call my own
So would you let me make your heart my home?
So would you let me make your heart my home?
Please don't ask me who I am
I need a place to call home