Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox — You Give Love A Bad Name

Angel's smile is what you sell You promised me heaven Then put me through hell Chains of love got a hold on me When passion's a prison, you can't break free Oh you're a loaded gun yeah Oh there's nowhere to run No one can save me The damage is done Shot through the heart And you're to blame You give love a bad name I played my part And you played your game You give love a bad name Paint your smile on your lips With blood red nails on your fingertips A school boy's dream, you act so shy Your first kiss Oh it was your first goodbye Oh, oh, you're a loaded gun Oh, oh, there's nowhere to run No one can save me The damage is done Shot through the heart And you're to blame You give love a bad name I played my part And you played your game You give love a bad name You give love Shot through the heart And you're to blame You give love a bad name I played my part And you played your game You give love a bad name I'm Shot through the heart And you're to blame You give love a bad name I played my part And you played your game You give love a bad name You give love You give love such a bad name!