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.