Fatal Passion — Lita Ford

When I was 18, you know I fell in love with you But you were the bitch babe I guess you'd call it a fatal passion You try to pull my trigger, always leading my on Makin' up your own rules, I was always the clown Times must change now, you'll see it my way I just can't take it What you don't know, I must say

I guess we both had a lot to learn, Uh, huh You play with fire, you're gonna get burned Don't call me insane, 'cause that's not my game Turn your head, you're dead From a fatal passion Cross your heart and hope you survive Fatal passion

You're like a broken picture A mirrored image I can't see You tried to lock me up And you swallowed the key My mind's been twisted Time my wounds must heal

Lookin' back in anger Now you know just how I feel But tell me where do you draw the line, Uh, huh It's time that you realize

Don't call me insane, 'Cause that's not my game Turn your head, you're dead

You try to pull my trigger, always leading my on Makin' up your own rules, I was always the clown

I guess we both had a lot to learn, Uh, huh You play with fire, you're gonna get burned Don't call me insane, 'cause that's not my game Turn your head, you're dead From a fatal passion Cross your heart and hope you survive Fatal passion

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