Tekster: White Lies. To Lose My Life . . .. The Price of Love.

Don't lay a finger, I said but he held her with five
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 phone call 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, to your husband you're dead
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?