I could crush the flies you sent today
And if you came round, sent you away
A million little ways to make you cry
If you kissed me,
I could turn my back I could hurt you with some backhand crack
If you would always know that that's a lie
I could say there's something wrong,
but that's not true
I could say there's something wrong,
but I love you
We could argue till hell starts to freeze
We can bite each other to our knees
Your fingers in my eyes,
mine round your neck But we'll want to fight another day
And we're going to have to find a way
To keep these situations back in check
Though it seems there's something wrong,
it can't be true
We could always sort it out,
cos I love you
I could say there's something wrong,
but that's not true Believe it if you want,
but I love you
All that's wrong of yours is heavenly
It means fun for you and hell for me
I guess that doesn't matter anymore So
I'll slay the battered keech for you
I could make a meal,
then burn it too I'd even think of showing you the door
But when all is said and done, perhaps it's true
There's nothing left to say, but I love you