This love, this love This love, this love This love, this love
This love looks like a loaded gun A noose around my neck Or a sweet poison If it gets in the wrong hands, then we're fucked 'Cause heaven knows what you do to me You could chain me up or set me free You could suffocate or let me breathe Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger Baby, you could be, you could be I'm falling, fading and seeing angels Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger Baby, you could be the death of me I'm falling, fading and seeing angels Baby, you could be the death of me
One man's hell is another's god It's all about perspective or parallax You're a cold-blooded killer only after dark But I don't mind 'Cause I'm a sucker of you, or anything Just to get a sense of me Keep me hanging on to this feeling Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger Baby, you could be, you could be I'm falling, fading and seeing angels Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger Baby, you could be the death of me I'm falling, fading and seeing angels Baby, you could be the death of meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
