She says:

make me smile, and I'll never let you down

she says:

hold me tight, and I'll quit this running around


this is the only way I know


again tonight,

I taste her mouth and count the men she's kissed

again tonight,

she'll apologize, but won't tell me who she's with


this is the only way I know


it's your funeral, baby

but I'm the one who dies

when you tell me you're faking

what I've wanted my whole life

it's a pop-rock clichè,

but my love is true


if looks could kill, baby,

then this one,

this one's for you