There's fake blood on your hands
Hope it stains a bit
Mistake love with God's plan
Got no time for it
Got no time for it
There's fake blood on your hands
Hope it stains a bit
Mistake love with God's plan
Got no time for it
I know you'll tell me that you don't think its gonna be love
Its going good, baby but I know good's never enough
I want you to tell me that you're not yet fluent in the movement
No beginners luck
There's fake blood on your hands
Hope it stains a bit
Mistake love with God's plan
Got no time for it
There's fake blood on your hands
Hope it stains a bit
