Love Kills Lyrics

walking out of england thinking you were the king-tough-guy of this world
on that bus that goes to mexico a killer often finds a sweet mexican girl
but in mississippi we'll rush you to the rope yeah
down in dixie you were crying for dope

down in alabama they like home-cooked fare yeah
so we're gonna strap you to the frying chair

well i don't know what love is
right now something else is giving me the chills
but if my hand's the colour of blood
then I have to tell you, sure I have to tell you

love kills

do you wanna hear the sirens
all the sirens of the city howling out your name
living like a zombie while
the population's bored they don't care about your fame

well i don't know what love is
right now something else is giving me the chills
but if my hand's the colour of blood
then I can tell you, sure I can tell you

love kills

It was On the Rio Grande
we tied you to a tree
and you can't call your lawyers cause the whorehouse is asleep
you little motherfucker, don't you fuck with me
(we'll throw you in a cell where you'll die in your sleep?)

now i don't know what love is
right now something else is giving me the chills
but if my hand's the colour of blood
then I can tell you, sure I can tell you

love kills