Lust like a fire; it burns like Hell,
Desire is the fire that I know so well,
Like a moth to a flame, it burns and burns, it burns,
It's always the same, it never, never learns.

And they call it love,
And they call it love,
And they call it love.

Chained like a dog to my desire,
Blind, I try to catch the fire,
My cross to bear; I must carry the weight,
She's always there and I'm always late.

And they call it love,
And they call it love,
And they call it love.

Tempted - like a man, I fail and fall,
Seduced, I'm a sailor to the siren's call.

And they call it love, (lust like a fire; it burns like Hell, desire is the fire that I know so well)
And they call it love, (chained like a dog to my desire, blind, I try to catch the fire)
And they call it love. (tempted - like a man, I fail and fall, seduced, I'm a sailor to the siren's call)

Love is something you make,
Love is something you fake,
Love is something you take,
And they call it love.

And they call it love,
And they call it love,
And they call it love, (lust like a fire; it burns like Hell, desire is the fire that I know so well)
And they call it love, (chained like a dog to my desire, blind, I try to catch the fire)
And they call it love, (lust like a fire; it burns like Hell, desire is the fire that I know so well)
And they call it love. (chained like a dog to my desire, blind, I try to catch the fire)