I'm Gonna Love The Hell Out Of You - Silver Jews

I was 19, and dead from the neck up

She was a Christian rock ingenue

Sentimental as a cat’s grave

Her fucking body broke my eyes

And she said, «I'm gonna love the hell out of you»

Brandy wine rained on an android cross

Even the swans were bankrupt and blue

I’d been a liar my whole life

She said, «I wanna be your wife»

And she said, «I'm gonna love the hell out of you»

In a lonely Swedish bookstore, banging a librarian

The sound of rain and lightning was my cue

I fixed the Preakness in the rain

I had a weakness for cocaine

And she said

I learned double entry bookkeeping when I was 12 years old

I learned there’s no imagination in the blues

They registered my name with the Catholic hall of fame

And she said, «I'm gonna love the hell out of you»