Don't lay a finger I said when he held her with fire
Kissed the crest of her lips and put his hands on her thighs
One million in a week or the girls gonna go
I'll kill you in a second he laughed, yeah, I know

I want eight hundred thousand on a game show 
But it's not enough to win her back
As my tears hit the floor he still said: 
No, come, on man, give me some slack
I looked at the case, he said, I'll show you her blood 
I screamed at the phone line: so is this the price of love?

When I stare in your eyes I see the image of God
Well, girl, listen out for the phone call and pray for a flood
I called at a quater past nine and said I've done all I can
He said: you win some you loose some i feel bad for you man
He slammed down the phone and took his coat from the bin
She said what happens now or tell your husband your dead
She said I loved you and pleaded for a hero to stay 
But knew deep inside that he'd planned it this way

I gave him my heart and now he's left it to die 
And I know I can't go back
He walks out the room and shouts: I'll see you around
She begged: come on, give me some slack
He said there's no hope, but babe, you can wait for that dove
She screamed from the window: so is this the price of love?
Said is this the price of love?
Said is this the price of love?

So is this the price of love?
So is this the price of love?
So is this the price of love?
So is this the price of love?
So is this the price of love?
So is this the price of love?