Greta's Song - Lowell

What do you want from me

Go do your worst to me

Are you here to torture me?

Put my heart in a hurse?

Hell is sure heavenly

Close to my enemies

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

Theres blood on my hands

From loving you to death

Loving you to death

Loving you with every little heart beat in my chest

And and as you twist the knife

I look into the light

And I love you more than life

My dear

I love you to death

I love you to death

I do

I love you to death

I do

I do