Chrome Plated Heart

I got a chrome-plated heart I got wings on these fingers trying to tear it apart I got angels crying from up above And they got rust in their eyes They got rust on their love But I have learned to leave no stone unturned And keep the wall against my back And the love is real as the day is long And the night is black As black as night I 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 wheel And drive for miles and not look back And the love is real as the day is long