Love Like Cyanide

I love the games you play
The poison words you say
A little black magic spells you’re spinning
Can’t resist you, hate then miss you

I love the games you play
Love like cyanide
When we collide
We can’t survive (she’s so lethal)

Down down down we go
No antidote
She’s got control, dying from her love
Love I must confess

The aching in my chest
The more I run the more you get to me
Every promise feels like blasphemy
Love I must confess