Holy Shit I Think I Love You

Oh oh
Oh oh

Holy shit I think I love you
My best friend now what do I do?
There's a house on the hill
We'll find the the owners to kill and grow old
Oh oh
Oh oh

The sun is out, the weeds are growing
Wave at the neighbors, I think they know it
I'll change my name, drape me in gold lamé
Don't take me kickin' to the Super 8
Oh, oh oh

And I find we're against the wall
I'm gonna love you 'till the bitter end
Yeah, I find we're against the wall
I'm gonna love you 'till the bitter end

Oh oh oh

Holy Shit, you're not running
I know your triggers, you keep me coming
They said all along that this would go wrong
But what do they know?
Oh oh
Oh oh

Holy shit I hear them knocking
You're In his blazer and in her stockings
Biding our time, drinking their wine
When will they go?
Oh oh
Oh oh

And I find we're against the wall
I'm gonna love you 'till the bitter end
Yeah, and I find we're against the wall
I'm gonna love you 'till the bitter end

You call me Natasha and I will call you Ed
Wrapped in polyester stripes while the guards check our beds
Oh, oh

And we kissed against the wall
Like there would never be a bitter end
Yeah, and we've known it all along
I'm gonna love you till the bitter end

You call me Natasha and I will call you Ed
And if we had to do all over, I'd do it again

And I find we're against the wall
I'm gonna love you till the bitter end
Yeah, and we've known it all along
I'm gonna love you till the bitter end

Oh oh oh
'Till the bitter end
Oh oh