It’s Love

Three years of sunshine
No winters I recall
But you know I'm not chilly
I get too warm

The usual growing pains though
My first "I love you" made her cry
I still don't know if those were
Tears of joy

She said she'd keep these knickers
That blood's a souvenir of love
And then that whirlwind summer
On and off

It's love
Love
And I can't get rid of it
Love, love

Chin up, proud daughter
Now make daddy proud
Because the road we've paved then
I'm still on

It only leads away from
That flowered summer dress
But it ends where it started
A precious mess

It's love
Love
And I can't make sense of it
Love, love

You got me climbing up the walls
Keep kicking me in the balls
You got me thinking I was funny
Keep feeding me blood and honey

It's love
Love
It's love
And I won't get rid of it (Love)
But I can't believe in it (Love)
Cause I can't unriddle it (Love)
And I can't unmask it (It's love)
So I can't shut up about it (Love)
Cause I can't put my head around it (Love)
And I'll lose my very last hair over it (Love)
And I'll waste my very last breath on it (It's love)
And I will shed my whole skin to find it (Love)
I'm a goddamn fool to rely on it (Love)
But I feed on it, no, I goddamn feast on it (Love)
And I'd rather die than to live without it