Dead Cross -
II
Love Without Love
Love, love, love (without) love
Love (without) love, love
I will wear the residue
The residue of me and you
Put my sign on your dotted line
Just because you don't see me
Don't mean that I ain't here
Spending my life catching up, pullin' up the rear
You are my perfect breath
An everlasting wave, treading water in a place no lifeguard can save
Love, love, love (without) love
Love (without) love, love
All the and's and but's and what-if's make us feel better
All the sentimental slop keeps us firmly rooted in the center
All the loves, the empty hugs that we had in the olden days
All the farm-lords and flocking birds laying all those golden eggs
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty
If it's love we've both been searching
War and peace will always be lurking
We breathe the laughing gas, encrypted for the mass
Keep us safe from a scare
It's love that keep our cupboards bare
Love, love, love (without) love
Love, love, love (without) love
Love, love, love, love
Love (without) love, love
I love you so much that I could shit
Hotter than a branding iron, colder than a witch's tit
Like Billy Joel, I'll be moving out
Love (without) love, love
I will wear the residue
The residue of me and you
Put my sign on your dotted line
Just because you don't see me
Don't mean that I ain't here
Spending my life catching up, pullin' up the rear
You are my perfect breath
An everlasting wave, treading water in a place no lifeguard can save
Love, love, love (without) love
Love (without) love, love
All the and's and but's and what-if's make us feel better
All the sentimental slop keeps us firmly rooted in the center
All the loves, the empty hugs that we had in the olden days
All the farm-lords and flocking birds laying all those golden eggs
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty
If it's love we've both been searching
War and peace will always be lurking
We breathe the laughing gas, encrypted for the mass
Keep us safe from a scare
It's love that keep our cupboards bare
Love, love, love (without) love
Love, love, love (without) love
Love, love, love, love
Love (without) love, love
I love you so much that I could shit
Hotter than a branding iron, colder than a witch's tit
Like Billy Joel, I'll be moving out
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Allen Patton, David Lombardo, Michael Jason Crain, Justin Pearson
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