Lyrics

Stitched up in silver, laid down in gold Lines on the mirror, secrets to be sold Rumours of treason, whispers of guilt Vows to be broken, blood must be spilt Stop before you start, mercenary heart Traces that linger like a slow burnin' flame Refuge on fire, look back in shame Traitors in the dark, mercenary heart Big moon burnin' so bright There'll be no mercy tonight Is that all your lovin' arms can take Must be some moves you didn't make (J. Camilleri N. Smith – Rondor Warner Chappell)