I got a chrome-plated heartI got wings on these fingers trying to tear it apart
I got angels crying from up aboveAnd they got rust in their eyes
They got rust on their loveBut I have learned to leave no stone unturned
And keep the wall against my backAnd the love is real as the day is long
And the night is blackAs black as nightI got a two dollar stare
Midas in my touch and Delilah in my hair
I got bad intentions on the soles of my shoes
With this red hot fever and these chromium blues
And I will feel another lovers wheelAnd drive for miles and not look back
And the love is real as the day is longAnd the night is blackAs black as night
On my chrome-plated heartWings on these fingers trying to tear it apart
I got angels crying from up aboveAnd they got rust in their eyes
They got rust on their loveAnd the only way I know where the train will go
Is when I'm sleeping on the tracksAnd the love is real as the day is long
And the night is blackAs black as nightAnd the night is blackAs black as night