Testo It's Your Funeral, Baby

She says:
make me smile, and I'll never let you down
she says:
hold me tight, and I'll quit this running around

this is the only way I know

again tonight, I taste her mouth and count the men she's kissed
again tonight,
she'll apologize, but won't tell me who she's with

this is the only way I know

it's your funeral, baby
but I'm the one who dies
when you tell me you're faking
what I've wanted my whole life
it's a pop-rock clichè,
but my love is true

if looks could kill, baby,
then this one, this one's for you