Woorden: White Lies. The Price Of Love.

don't lay a finger I said,
but he held her with (?)
kissed the crest of her lips and put his hand on her thigh
one million in a week
all the girls gonna go
I'd kill you in a second
he laughed yeah I know
I won eight hundred thousand on a game show
but it's not enough to win her back
as my tears hit the floor, he still said no
come on man give me some slack
I looked at the case, he said I'll show you her blood
I screamed down the phone line: so is this the price of love?

when I stare in your eyes I see the image of god
well girl listen out for the phonecall and pray for a flood
I called at a quarter past 9 and said I've done all I can
he said you win some you lose some I feel bad for you man

he slammed down the phone, took his coat from the bed
she said what happens now, (?)
she said I love you, and pleaded for a hero to save
you knew deep inside that he planned it this way
I gave him my heart now he's left it to die
and I know I can't go back
he walks out the room, shouted see you around
she begged, come on give me some slack
you said, there's no hope but babe you can wait for that door(?)'
she screamed from the window, so is the price of love?
said is this the price of love?
said is this the price of love?

so is this the price of love?
so is this the price of love?
so is this the price of love?
so is this the price of love?
so is this the price of love?
so is this the price of love?
so is this the price of love?