Can I get a little louder?
What do you want from me?
Are you here to torture me
by my heart and in her eyes?
Cause they'll be the death
of me unless I get them first
But my head's in the sand,
and there's smoke on your breath
There's blood on my hands
Loving you with every little heartbeat
And as you twist my knife
I love you more than life, my dear
I love you to death, I do
I love you to death, I do,
