Intro: (same as chorus)
You want to climb up the stairs,
I want to push you right down.
But I let you inside
so you can push me around.
If I leave before you
then I won't go alone.
Keep your hands to yourself
when you follow me home.
I don't want love.
I don't want love.
You wake up with helping hands.
Who's down below?
I should have built better walls
or slept in my clothes.
So if I see you again,
desperate and stoned,
keep your prison locked up
and I will leave my gun at home.
I don't want love.
I don't want love.