Death by Love

I left you at the opera
In your horror at my
Posture, I was full of rage
Should’ve been on the stage
See in the opera, the traumas
Are so beautiful but
That’s not how it feels
On the battlefield

And so I’ll miss the show
And write one of my very own
You see I know the score

I’ve known since I was four
That life is measured by our pain
If love should take its place
Well then
I’ll take my rest

They’ll say ‘he was young and healthy was he not?’
So how’d he end up in a box?
Oh, they’ll wear gloves and touch him up
They’ll find no bruises and no blood
And so over the body, just above
I’d like it written death by love
Death by love baby

I always knew you’d get me one day

I see my circle once a
Week, we promise we’ll stay
Clean… of the only thing we
Need, oh show me how to live
I’ll die if all I have to do
Is survive

They’ll say ‘he was young and healthy was he not?’
So how’d he end up in a box?
There will be no investigation to conduct
I’ll tell you now how I’ll be snuffed

So you know so over the body, just above
I’d like it written death by love
Death by love
Death by love
Death by love
Death by love