Do you love me?
Of course I do!
The red fake leather seat looked like a coffin,
It seemed a fitting place to die in sin,
Will you walk through fire for me?
Of course I will!
His red lips burned on mine like a branding iron.
I looked out the window to see a little girl gone.
Will you climb the highest mountain for me?
Of course, of course that\'s what love is.
His lies seemed to flow like honey in the sun,
It was late and we regretted what we had done.
Will you die for me?
Of course, I love you!
Will you kill for me?
Of course, that\'s what love is!
Will you walk through the desert for me?
Yes yes yes yes.
I crawled out of the seat and buried myself in sunlight.
The Sun never seems to stop judging me.