This love, this love
This love, this love
This love, this-
This love looks like a loaded gun
A noose around my neck
Or a sweet poison
If it gets in the wrong hands, then we're fucked
'Cause heaven knows what you do to me
You could chain me up or set me free
You could suffocate or let me breathe
Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger
Baby, you could be, you could be
I'm falling, fading and seeing angels
Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger
Baby, you could be the death of me
I'm falling, fading and seeing angels
Baby, you could be the death of me
One man's hell is another's god
It's all about perspective or parallax
You're a cold-blooded killer only after dark
But I don't mind
'Cause I'm a sucker of you, or anything
Just to get a sense of me
Keep me hanging on to this feeling
Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger
Baby, you could be, you could be
I'm falling, fading and seeing angels
Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger
Baby, you could be the death of me
I'm falling, fading and seeing angels
Baby, you could be the death of me
'Cause heaven knows what you do to me
Let you chain me up or set me free
You could suffocate or let me breathe
You could be the death of me
Heaven knows what you do to me
Let you chain me up or set me free
You could suffocate or let me breathe
Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger
Baby, you could be the death of me
I'm falling, fading and seeing angels
Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger
Baby, you could be the death of me
I'm falling, fading and seeing angels
Baby, you could be the death of me
Writer(s): Justin Thomas Daly, Daniel Armbruster, Lyndsey Gerd Gunnulfsen
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