Your grip is a bit too tight
But you know that I don't wanna fight
You tell me that you love me
But that's not what I see
I'm *******, no way to escape
And you're bent all out of shape

If you love me, won't you let me go?
Because I'm tired of living on death row
Rip the tape off my lips
And remove all of the grips
Take the burning off my hips
Please, let me go

If you love me, you will let me go.