Broken Heart Collector

You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector (heart collector) You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector Pocket full of pain, I'll probably feel like this forever Masochist of life has heard I'm using it for pleasure Says she wants somebody who can love but disrespect her You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector Every kiss has got some poison and I'm fallin' out of focus Got some pretty peace and she won't love me if you hold on Got you doin' revolver, got it locked and fully loaded Put the barrels to my head, pull the trigger and put the pedals off roses She biting down on my neck, just a bit Playing my genie, she do as I wish Off of my pseudocore She put her nails all the weight to the key with her luminous skin, yeah Turning the fake into sane, yeah Losing before I begin, yeah She taking all I can give and telling me do it again, but Chokin' my reason for breathing She told me I want it, I need it Trust me, but don't make a sound And if you're gonna (shh), then do it now You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector (heart collector) You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector (heart collector) Dead eyes reachin' your chest, I Take out your heart just to feel mine The more blood the better (You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector) If beauty's pain, aren't you miserable enough? Or is my kind of jaded, the kind that you want? When passion is poured out, we drink from the cup To find out it's poison, but now I fall drunk Say that below dark, I know the walls, I've heard enough I'm bad at love, or maybe I'm bad luck? Open your wings in the flames Don't get too close to me But go ahead and lie for me, try for me Do the thing I like for me, you're my little crybaby With your makeup running down your face Smiling 'cause I'm your favorite mistake Soak in my reason for breathing Don't tell me I want it, I need it Trust me, but don't make a sound And if you're gonna (shh), then do it now You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector (heart collector) You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector (heart collector) Dead eyes reachin' your chest, I Take out your heart just to feel mine The more blood the better (You don't want me, baby, I'm a broken heart collector)