You won't change your ways, my darling
And they say it's time for me to let you go
'Cause you may just be the death of me
But truth is, I'd love it so
If you'd hold me 'till I'm cold and blue
Hold me 'till I'm cold and blue
You play such wicked games, my darling
They must say: That girl's plain dumb
Or she just loves pain
'Cause you may just be the death of me
But truth is, I'd love it so