Ron Hawkins - Straitjacket Love lyrics

Suicidal saints and cigarettes Losing battles and waging s**er bets Ah, any other lovesick fool could plainly see That your straitjacket love's got a hold on me Less like a bloom and more like a thorny stem Our love's like a whole damn page in the DSM But this ball and chain's the only thing gonna set me free 'Cause your straitjacket love's got a hold on me You're worse than crack c**aine and bathtub gin Just because I lose don't mean you win 'Cause a ten-car pile-up takes a two way street And your straitjacket love's got a hold on me Ah, you crack like a snare and you screech like a violin You're well aware of all seventeen deadly sins Some day you're bound to go on a k**ing spree But till then this straitjacket love's got a hold on me Aaaaaaaaaaah… hold on Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah… hold on You're like the hurricane is to the breeze You're like the noose is to the willow trees And you're like a boa constrictor honey, when you squeeze me But your straitjacket love's got a hold on me Yeah, your straitjacket love's got a hold on me