An angels smile is what you sell
You promise me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passions a prison, you cant break free
Youre a loaded gun
Theres nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done
Shot through the heart
And youre to blame
You give love a bad name
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name
You give love a bad name
Paint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips
A school boys dream, you act so shy
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye
Youre a loaded gun
Theres nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done
söndag 26 oktober 2008
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