I am a magnet for broken pieces I am attracted to broken people I pick them up and now my fingers are bleeding And it looks like my fault And it looks like I'm caught Red-handed over the head Epiphany over my head Repeatedly, thick skull, never dead Nothing for me, same lesson again Come on, give it to me Only I know where all the bodies are buried Thought by now I'd find them just a little less scary Might get easier, but you don't get used to it Keep on autopilot Hey, hey, what's the body count up to? Now captain Red-handed over the head Epiphany over my head Repeatedly, thick skull, never dead Nothing for me, same lesson again Come on, give it to me Come on out with your hands up Come on out with your hands up I'm coming out with my hands up Come on out with your hands up Head over the head Over my head Thick skull, never dead Same lesson again Come on, give it to me I pick them up and now my fingers are bleeding And it looks like I'm caught Red-handed