Lyrics:

The Blood Brothers' second single off their second major album Crimes. The song title itself is ironic because it means that love is nothing but a hideous car wreck.
Those tire tracks
Zig-zag your torso like a Devil's self portrait
The car accident, the skin graft treatment
The flower baskets, the wincing relatives
You bid her farewell then got in your car
And that's the last thing that you can recall
And when they pulled you out, you didn't know your name
Exploding semi truck blurred your face with flame
You met Jane four years ago today
Dancing at some vomit-stained frat party
Her newspaper gown, a fashion headline brown
Her violent gypsy dance, her tired underpants

Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Rhymes with pity now
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Rhymes with sympathy now

And Jane let you touch her and feel her
And she was so free like a pineapple in a tree but
You said it's dangerous to be so intimate
You know it's dangerous, dangerous, dangerous
And Jane said, when she laid on her back
The sun hit her body like an ugly landscape, but

Well, some things never get better
Like used cars and bad livers
So you traded her in
For a better looking brand
One with fake porno tits
A padlock on her lips
A disposable tan
Biodegradable hands
And back at the hospital
You got no visitors at all
She visits you in your sleep
That newspaper gown (That you wanted)
It’s always on fire (That you wanted)
And back at the hospital
You got no visitors at all
She visits you in your sleep
That newspaper gown (That you wanted)
It’s always on fire (That you wanted)

She met him a week after you left her
When you tossed out her touch to the garbage collector
He talked her out of her skirt in his beer-soaked apartment
And then they did all the things you never said that you wanted
The sirens are laughing underneath your skull
Your thoughts are turning dull, callous, and cold
Yesterday, you gave your burden a name
Yesterday, you gave your burden a face
Your burden, it looks an awful lot like her

Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Rhymes with pity now
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Rhymes with sympathy now
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love
Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh—