I'd wait in this jail for all my life
envisioning the children we might have
frollicking amongst the knives and glass
hoping they look more like mom than dad.
I'd spit upon the death of being young
and say, "who gives a crap, let's wrinkle up"
like prunes beneath the sun, we'll shrivel there.
Your hand right in that pocket on my butt.
my love...
my love.
x2
Let's sell my body parts so you can buy
A million diamonds on a shopping spree.
Oh wait, you're not the one who can't
hold the budget. That's me.
That's me.
I think you are the prettiest fixation
A lunatic like me could ever choose.
I want to make you better when you're cryin'
You are the sense of hope I'll never lose
my love...
my love.
my love...
my only love.
1, 2
1, 2, 3, 4
(guitar solo)
my love...(my looooove!)
my love.
my only love
(my looooove!)
my only love.
my only love.