Jesus On Extasy

We always hurt the ones we love
That's a fact
Which we can't deny
We never talk
Instead we shoot
That's how we learned it from TV
We're drifting apart.
And she will be my death.
Like on the battlefield
She's got her weapons armed
And she will always be my beloved enemy.
I don't know what to do
I feel so helpless now
I want to kiss or kill my beloved enemy.
I never said how much I loved you
While we were in a fight
I never said a word
She said she never used her needles
Instead she'd take a sword
And stab it in the heart.
And she will be my death.