Disarm you with a smile  And cut you like you want me to  Cut that little child  Inside of me and such a part of you  Ooh, the years burn     I used to be a little boy  So old in my shoes  And what i choose is my choice  What's a boy supposed to do?  The killer in me is the killer in you  My love  I send this smile over to you    Disarm you with a smile  And leave you like they left me here  To wither in denial  The bitterness of one who's left alone  Ooh, the years burn  Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn    I used to be a little boy  So old in my shoes  And what I choose is my voice  What's a boy supposed to do?  The killer in me is the killer in you  My love  I send this smile over to you    The killer in me is the killer in you  Send this smile over to you  The killer in me is the killer in you  Send this smile over to you  The killer in me is the killer in you  Send this smile over to you