Lyrics:

We’ve got the neighbors calling the cops
Because you’re screaming out my name
I’m throwing dishes from the rooftops
While you’re standing in the rain
We’re either fucking or we’re fighting
No caramel in between
You make me ill, but it’s such a thrill
There’s only one thing that would make me do all the crazy shit I do when I’m next to you
It’s a little bit insane but it feels so right
And it keeps me coming back to you every night
It’s love, love, love
Love, love, love
It’s love, love, love
Love, love, love
You rip your shirt in half and cry