Mechanical Heart

I hold your heart in the palm of my hand
Who knows which way it will turn next?
Or even if the blood will explode
On my freshly cleaned sheets

Some girls won't dance to this beat
Time ticks away but I'm laughing
I have hyena love for your tortured soul

Your chest gapes at me, so open, so wide
Let's replace your heart with electrical wires
See if you jump as a car battery
Maybe the sparks will set the curtains on fire

I hold your heart in the palm of my hand
Who knows which way it will turn next?
Or even if the blood will explode
On my freshly cleaned sheets

See, I've always been sick, twisted, and grim
Yet, you can't hide my precious it seems
My grin, it gleams, reflecting all of sequined sin

There's masks on the wall, mirrors all abound
To watch the surgeon with the white gloves
No way, you can not escape this pain
Dangerous, I am, and mighty bloodthirsty

I hold your heart in the palm of my hand
Who knows which way it will turn next?
Or even if the blood will explode
On my freshly cleaned sheets