Some say love is a sorce from above
But i believe it comes from down below
I believe in the pits of hell
Satin is sat there making a breaking
The thing we call love
He makes us love who we love
So when he breaks us apart
He gets his sick thrill
But i wont let him get to me
No no no
Not to me
He can take away my face
Take away my money
But he cant take my love
No no no
Shes stuck to me
Cause she
Is my
Honey
