Wine Stain

Our love is laced with pure heroin

He knows how to play me like a violin

If I cried, he'd set the town aflame

The red on his shirt is not a wine stain

I'm not one to brag

But I've been 'round the block a few times

And I've learned

That nothing fun is ever sweet

It burns, like fire in the blood

The best kind of love

It gets you drunk inside

An alcoholic kryptonite

And oh god, he's looking at me

With the darkest eyes, and a devil's grin

And some say, "she sold her soul, it's gone"

They're not wrong

Our love is laced with pure heroin

He knows how to play me like a violin

If I cried, he'd set the town aflame

The red on his shirt is not a wine stain

Our love is laced with pure adrenaline

We're crazy, baby that's the fun of it

If I died, he'd burn the town at the stake

The red on his shirt is not a wine stain

The Clyde to my Bonnie

He hates everyone but me

I'm the rose, he's the thorn

He's cold as ice, but with me he's so warm

We make each other complete

If he's insane, call me Harley

Oh, I'd jump in the acid just out of habit

A hundred thousand times

Our love is laced with pure heroin

He knows how to play me like a violin

If I cried, he'd set the town aflame

The red on his shirt is not a wine stain

Our love is laced with pure adrenaline

We're crazy, baby that's the fun of it

If I died, he'd burn the town at the stake

The red on his shirt is not a wine stain

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, he's like a drug

Oh, laced through my blood

Can never get enough

Of his wine stained love, oh oh oh

He's like a drug

Oh, laced through my blood

Can never get enough

Of his wine stained love

Our love is laced with pure heroin

He knows how to play me like a violin

If I cried, he'd set the town aflame

Our love is laced with pure adrenaline

We're crazy, baby that's the fun of it

If I died, he'd burn the town at the stake

The red on his shirt is not a wine stain

Oh, oh, oh