Found it in a drawer of old concept albums...
Love Kills:
Love is a loaded gun, aimed at your temple,
Love is a knife pressed against your throat, a bloodthirsty, cold, thin blade.
“Stand by me… please…”
Know how much I want to show you you're the only one
Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun
As I speak, I lift my pleading, anxious eyes to his quiet, resigned ones…
No signs of mercy or regret in them, but, at the same time, a loving, sweet care, a lively passion…
He isn’t going to change his mind…
But this time, we'll show them
We'll show them all how much we mean
Love is the scenery of a tragedy,
Love is the seed of insanity.
“Are you ready, babe?”
No, I’m not ready…
The stunning silence of my egoism, is holding me back…
All we are, all we are
All I am… a bullet, my life depends on that gun…
No… I can’t leave everything and everyone, not even saying goodbye… this makes no sense, but what would, after all? Doesn’t life itself make no sense?
Love is a one way street,
Love is nothing more than a decision.
But once you’re gone, you can never come back…
I’m afraid it’s true, but… this is my decision…
“Yes, I am ready…”
He smiled, beautifully.
The gun clicked lightly, the knife shined, pale under the cold moonlight…
“Stand by me…”
Hand in mine, into your icy blues
I feel him taking my hand…
“Don’t leave me… promise…”
Our lips collide together, dancing, one last time.
“I promise…”
And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood
Love is…
And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down
I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood
“I mean this forever…”
I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever
Based off a song as you can see, I used to like this one lots, as you can see...