Dead words scattered round the room like dust 
Daggers and knives that have started [bad word] 
One more battle fought in the name of love.

Tears and blood splattered over the wall 
Broken bits and pieces up and down the hall
Take 'em up to bed,
And stick 'em all together again.

That's what you get for following dreams 
Never turn out how they should it seems
That what you get for losing yourself
That's what you get, babe.
That's what you get, babe. 
That's what you get, babe.

bottle of wine, dinner for two
You know me better, Im learning 'bout you 
Two blue candles burn with the flame of love

One day soon [bad word] a shake up time
But, baby tonight, loving you feels fine;
I hold yours, and you hold mine, it's warm again.

That's what you get for loving this way;
Say it loud when there's something to say; 
That's what you get for taking a chance
That's what you get, babe.

You give your heart away
And most of your time 
Sign away your freedom
on some dotted line 
Stick to [bad word] 
You're guaranteed peace of mind, babe....

Believe it, or leave it,
You do as you please.
There's no such thing as guarantees
Life doesn't hold any certainties except dying...