Dangerous love You’re no good for me, darling Yeah, you turn me away Like I’m begging for a dollar Danger, oh, how you hold me I get a chill inside And nothing frightens me, baby, oh You’re a dangerous love Don’t you come back no more

Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high All those things that don't change, come what may I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. Still I wish you'd change your mind, If I asked you one more time If the good times are all gone,

You don't know What you do to me lately Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers I got so much love for ya Want you to know How much that I fuck with you, oh Wanna roll one up for ya Want you to come to the back of the club It's a gang thing, it's

It's only natural Don't you wanna come with me? Don't you wanna feel my bones on your bones? Don't you wanna feel my skin on your skin? And on the cold, wet dirt I cry Don't you wanna swim with me? (Come with me) We took a back road; we're gonna look at

World again you've caught me in a coma And I don't think I wanna Ever come back to this Kinda like it in a coma 'Cause no one's ever gonna Oh make me come back to this Now, I feel as if I'm floating away I can't feel all the pressure, and I like it this

Yes I'm movin' Hot time get it while it's easy Don't mind come on up and see me Rag doll, livin' in a movie Hot tramp, daddy's little cutie You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam Rag doll baby won't you do me like you done

No more same old someone else Back to the one you used to love like crazy Maybe you'll save me from myself I'm gonna run straight back to us, baby When the sun comes around again You won't be waking up in a stranger's bed I don't say what I mean I don't

Who do you think you are? Runnin' 'round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul And tearing love apart And now you want me one more time So don't come back for me Don't come back for me

Why do you wanna go turn back time? Psychotic kids, they don't know what they want Wasted on the young Psychotic kids, we've got to keep control of them Come and take a ride in my psychotic mind My mum thinks I'm on heroin And my dad just thinks I'm gone

Lord's gonna get us back I know, I know Don't you worry baby You won't feel a thing Close your eyes Holy roller Novocaine My darling you look lovely I've come to lay you down Uncover your head and submit to me