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Lyrics: Robert O'Connor. Distance. Killing Kind.


I didn't mean to hurt your feelings
It was so careless of me
I guess I've gone and done it
Just a matter of time
There?s nothing I can do
But tell you I'm sorry
And that's the hardest part of all

Cause your love's the killing kind
Your love's the killing kind

I'd rather walk on glass
Than see teardrops in your eyes
And I'd fall to pieces just to hold you
The best thing in my life
It's just luck I get to love you
You're the one thing that's right
You're the light in my hells darkness

Cause your love's the killing kind
Your love's the killing kind

I, I just might cry now
Lay down and die now
You've done it to me
You're putting me under

I close my eyes and I?m sitting under sky
I love you and all its pleasures
Babe it feels so right
My arms won't be of use at all
If I can't hold you

Cause your love's the killing kind
Your love's the killing kind
Cause your love's the killing kind
Your love's the killing kind

I close my eyes
I?m sitting under sky
I love you and all its pleasures
Baby my arms will be no use at all
If I can?t hold you in them

I didn?t mean to hurt your feelings
It was so careless of me
I guess I?ve gone and done it
Just a matter of time
Robert O'Connor