You're running from a life of love, baby
You're running from a knife of love
I wouldn't change a thing about the way you fall, but somehow you feel the same
If Heaven could always feel this good, then I'd throw away all my pain
You ask me about rubber gloves, ask me all about my gloves
This ain't no party, this ain't no disco, it's better not to scream
Hold your horses, hold your secrets, blood is like a stream
Ask me all about my charm, baby
Ask me how I got my charm
I wouldn't change a thing about the way you move, but resting is not a sin
If Heaven could always feel this nice, then I'd toss away all shame
There's only two things that you know about me, and the other is just a face
Hide your lovin', hide your weakness, it's better not to scream
Gunner's Lovin' Coven - Knife of Love Lyrics
Gunner's Lovin' Coven - Knife of Love Lyrics
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You're running from a life of love, baby
You're running from a knife of love
I wouldn't change a thing about the way you fall, but somehow you feel the same
If Heaven could always feel this good, then I'd throw away all my pain
You ask me about rubber gloves, ask me all about my gloves
This ain't no party, this ain't no disco, it's better not to scream
Hold your horses, hold your secrets, blood is like a stream
Ask me all about my charm, baby
Ask me how I got my charm
I wouldn't change a thing about the way you move, but resting is not a sin
If Heaven could always feel this nice, then I'd toss away all shame
There's only two things that you know about me, and the other is just a face
Hide your lovin', hide your weakness, it's better not to scream
You're running from a knife of love
I wouldn't change a thing about the way you fall, but somehow you feel the same
If Heaven could always feel this good, then I'd throw away all my pain
You ask me about rubber gloves, ask me all about my gloves
This ain't no party, this ain't no disco, it's better not to scream
Hold your horses, hold your secrets, blood is like a stream
Ask me all about my charm, baby
Ask me how I got my charm
I wouldn't change a thing about the way you move, but resting is not a sin
If Heaven could always feel this nice, then I'd toss away all shame
There's only two things that you know about me, and the other is just a face
Hide your lovin', hide your weakness, it's better not to scream
Writer: Gunner Halls
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