Fame
[heartbreaker]
Heartbreaker
Heartbreaker

My heart ran four acres
And tripped on a mistake
For a first love heart break

Her presence addictive
But dark and malicious
So coated with wishes
Beyond your wildest dreams

A tragedy story
Among lovers of glory
She dropped off the earth and
Brought his soul with her

And left him to watch
She did everything he would've hated
And when she came back
The poor boy never made it

Oh God
I hope you make it

Oh God
I hope you make it
So i hold this weapon to my head
Bittersweet love
And pull that trigger

And the moral of the story is
Love can kill a man if you take his soul as a sinner

So pray for me
Darlin'
So pray for me love
So pray for me darlin'
Sweet to heaven above