Love Kills

Walking out of England, thinkin' you were king

Take on all this world

On that bus that goes through Mexico

A killer lover finds a sweet Mexican girl

But in Mississippi, we rushed into the room

Down in Dixie, you were cryin' for dope

Down in Alabama, they like home-cooked fare, yeah

So we gonna strap you to the fryin' chair, yeah

I don't know what love is, is there something else givin' me the chills?

But if my hands are the color of blood then I call tell ya, sure, I can tell ya

Love kills, love kills

Love kills, love kills

Do you wanna hear the sirens, all the sirens of the city

Drown in arguing?

We're on Ryker's Island on a population board

They don't care about your fame

I don't know what love is, is there something else givin' me the chills?

But if my hands are the color of blood then I call tell ya, sure, I can tell ya

Love kills, love kills

Love kills, love kills

On the Rio Grande, they'll tie you to a tree

(Oh, oh)

You can't call the lawyers 'cause the whorehouse is asleep

(Oh, oh)

You never go away

(Oh, oh)

They'll throw you in a cell where you can barely breathe

(Oh, oh)

I don't know what love is, is there something else givin' me the chills?

But if my hands are the color of blood then I call tell ya, sure, I can tell ya

Love kills, love kills

Love kills, love kills

Love kills, love kills

Love kills, love kills