You cause a lot of troubles (You cause a lot of grief)
You take a lot for granted (And you a lot for free)
You push my great indulgence with your lack of behaviour
(You flush my loaded dike with your fussin' and fighting)
But dance with your close friend so vulgar
Though you don't like'em
Well, our love is a machocistic devil
And we do play with our guns
But I'm so in need of a change, How about you?
(Yes,I'm so in need of a change)
I might not pull through
Well, love is a pride-game
But aren't we playing it out of use
(You stay out late at parties until my heart goes bursting)
But, after the morning anguish we just reverse it
Well, our love is a machocistic devil
And we do play with our guns
But I'm so in need of a change...
Though love is a war like devil
Can't you see we just play with our guns
And I'm so...