One is a gun with a dart for my sweetheart   Two only you can remove such an ache so...   Three let me see what you’ve got what you’re made of what you’re not   Four is sore just a ripped and bloodied claw   Five is a bunching fist that’s within me   Six little stitches thread right through my heart   Seven shiny reasons you’re tearing us apart   Eight lose your hate it’s a game come on love me it’s your fate   Nine cold crimes in the night please forgive me   Ten are the tears that are frozen on your face   Eleven, I know I’m not your favourite man   Twelve I’ll take you like only I can.