If she had paid attention to the metal on her tongue, She could have stopped a killer, so much colder than a gun. Then morning came, the pressure dropped, The victim's virgin heart had stopped. The villain had vanished without a trace Except the poor girl's smiling face. The purest poison is your love, More potent than toxic foxglove. The surest poison is your love, It seeps in through my every pore. Most lurid poison is your love, The nurses say there is no cure, And in spite of all the symptoms, You've always left me wanting more. Radium might rot my bones- but it will not desert me. Mercury might murder me- but it does not want to hurt me. Cyanide is a bad, bad ride- but it doesn't drive me crazy! All of them I could have tried, but there's only one to phase me... Poison me, I don't want the remedy. Poison me, I don't want the remedy. The purest poison is your love, More potent than toxic foxglove. The surest poison is your love, It seeps in through my every pore. Most lurid poison is your love, The nurses say there is no cure, And in spite of all the symptoms, You've always left me wanting more.
