Tell me 'bout your love affairs
Tell me 'bout your moral resignation
Oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Tell me 'bout your love affairs
I want to know all the lurid details
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh oh, oh oh
I want to die today
And make love with you
In my grave
I want to die today
And make love with you
In my grave
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, all day
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Is this love of ours alive?
Is it killing me to lie?
Is this love of ours alive?
Is it chemically derived to ascertain
To sequester the pain
Is this love of ours alive?