you've got the looks
of a killer who doesn't care
effortless abandon
for those who were there
a human trait
god awful, so rare
you've got the looks of a killer
a killer who doesn't care

how do constantly
wash the blood from your hands
and share others misery
sad to say, it's a language i understand

you've got the need
and i've got the despair
you've got the looks of a killer
a killer who doesn't care
couldn't care

always have time to hurt
never time to heal
are you the devil's son
or perhaps just a messenger with a gun

you've got the need
and i've got the despair
you've got the looks of a killer
a killer who doesn't care
couldn't care