Lyrics:

Love Love Love is a killing thing
As I hear people say
As for to love and not to be loved
Has tore my heart away

There's some get sick in love
And not to mend again
Oh must I die from loving you
My lust was all in vain

These are more enlightened days
No time for all your savage ways
Oh won't you let me be
Love Love Love is a killing thing

I wish she was the weeping tree
That grows in your castle wall
And I would be the pouring rain
Upon your leaves I'd fall

In your warm and gentle arms
I rest and sport and play
Oh must I die from loving you
My lust was all in vain

These are more enlightened days
No time for all your savage ways
Oh won't you let me be
Love Love Love is a killing thing

Go dig my grave long wide and deep
Up above put a pure white dove
A marble stone at head and feet
Let the world know I died for love

There's some get sick in love
And not to mend again
Oh must I die from loving you
My lust was all in vain

These are more enlightened days
No time for all your savage ways
Oh won't you let me be
Love Love Love is a killing thing