wouldn't you kill to love ?
Wouldn’t you kill to love?Oh wouldn’t you love to kill.First love; such beautiful woodland hair The floorboards creak, she’s bleakShe had turned the other cheekNow she’s down at the creek The cushion French kissed her, and then stole her breath away, in a way I could not.Stuffed with those same feathers, oh such conniving wings of freedom and oppressionLike winning a teddy at a carnival game Alas ! wouldn’t you kill to love?First love; why’d you leave?The devil must’ve tuned your guitar too, and you got what it was you wanted and so did I.You wished to become an angel, and I wished to have your life between the palm of my hands.Oh first love; as blue as the blues, as cold as the ocean waters, as still as your un-beating heart,What kind of angel would you be?And which hell awaits me now, love, you won’t cry out my name. His tune struck your cords and rendered them blue.First love, wouldn’t you love to live forever in a prison that is my heart,I’ve rendered you eternal there,A place where you won’t age,A place where your attraction is the apple of my Eden.