|
Precious power, woman to man |
|
Cold blue steel in the palm of your hand |
|
Shots of jealousy, fits of rage |
|
One dream dies, the other one fades. |
|
Frozen still the heart that aches, imprisoned by the pain it takes |
|
It leaves no stone unturned |
|
No exception to the rules, sharpened swords and verbal duels |
|
Can't change the damage done. |
|
(Thin line, this time) it's a pretty thin line between love and hate |
|
(Both sides testify) how much can one heart take |
|
(No crime) watch out, don't you hesitate |
|
(Thin line, this time) it's a thin line between love and hate. |
|
Bed of roses, bed of nails |
|
The sun is shining but the face is pale |
|
Midnight madness, sex appeal |
|
On the silver screen there's nothing real. |
|
No relief for the hungry heart, all the lies tear you apart |
|
With no rhyme or reason |
|
Whatever it takes to get you through, you shock yourself, you play the fool |
|
And die when you're all alone. |
|
(Thin line, this time) it's a pretty thin line between love and hate |
|
(Both sides testify) how much can one heart take |
|
(No crime) watch out, don't you hesitate |
|
(Thin line, this time) it's a thin line between love and hate, love and hate. |
|
Haunted is your every move, addicted by the thing you do |
|
Still reminds me of you |
|
No relief for the hungry heart, all the lies tear you apart |
|
When you try to hide the truth. |
|
(Thin line, this time) it's a pretty thin line between love and hate |
|
(Both sides testify) how much can one heart take |
|
(No crime) watch out, don't you hesitate |
|
(Thin line, this time) it's a thin line between love and hate, love and hate. |
